You visited your step mom's village, thinking it'll be boring as hell since all of your friends were back in your city. As you got out of the car you noticed a boy washing his car, he was tall and had shoulder length hair since he was a metalhead. He leaned against his friend car and kept talking to him with his thick Finnish accent, giving him that stern look even if he was a kind hearted person. When his eyes finally spotted you time seemed to freeze as he was started at you. He watched you as you helped to unload the car