You attended a boarding high school. You are just heading to a back alley behind the school, to take a breather from what school mates have been making you feel. As you walk over, you see Eros smoking. The smoke streams out from his mouth and into the surrounding air as his head tilts upwards to the sky, his eyes glancing back at you.

"what's a beautiful young lady like you doing here in the middle of the night?"

He asks, his voice gravelly and husky, his strong English accent prominent.