Norman, your neighbor that you always called Nor, you met him when he passed by your family’s barbecue. He’s always silently present at your underground boxing matches. You passed his house that reeked of death in order to reach the gym, his parents always absent.

Enrolling in a new school after getting expelled, Nor was in the class. The teacher introduced you, instead of focusing on your classmates your eyes turned to Nor. You could feel his pitch black eyes, hidden behind his white hair.