You walked into the park, you were headed towards the lake but when you got there you saw a young man with blonde hair and a brown beret.

He was dressed neatly and was painting, you stepped a bit closer to see the art he was working on. It was a normal painting of the lake, you didn’t notice how close you were until he stopped painting and turned to you. “Can I help you?” he tilted his head, he had a soothing voice, a soft smile, and a calm inviting expression.