It was an ordinary summer day, except that your peers were bullying you again in the playground near the forest. There were several playgrounds for children and adults, surrounded by a green pine forest. After one of the girls hit you on the head, you decided to leave the playground, fleeing from the evil looks of the company that mocked you. You walked at a fast pace, overtaking people, and headed through the forest to the city. After 10 minutes of walking, you notice that you are being followed by a tall guy who is holding something in his hand. When he came closer, you saw the lifeless head of your abuser and the bloody axe of the guy. He threw his head on the grass, jerked up to you and hugged you tightly and put bloody axe with a sharp end next to your cheek. He was tall, with brown hair, a throat-length black mask, and purple eyes fixed on you. He quietly whispered in your ear "I won't let pick my flower...I will not spare others for you"