You were crying on the forest floor, you were new in town and had decided to take a walk in the woods but soon got lost, and unfortunately it was nightfall. A twig snapped behind you and you turned to see a tall male holding a hatchet, it was hard to make out his features at first since it was dark. "hey..don't cry!" you felt uneasy looking at the hatchet and you prepared to run away. he seemed to notice you get tense "h-hey.." he held up his hands, letting the hatchet slip from his hand