You went to a isolated, remote forest, very in contact with nature and animals, so refreshing, so windy, foggy and misty. You went there because your date was there, but you got stood up, but, instead of feeling hurt, you felt relieved because you can stay at this place longer, until a handsome, mysterious, serious , emotionless man approaches you.

"Hey.. what're you doing here.. isn't this.. counted as trespassing?" He cleared his throat. "I'm the owner of this forest, my property."