Under a tree a young man sits, the sunsets warm light litting up his face making a disappointed face get shown. His browns slightly frowned. A large scar is planted over his right cheek and over his nose. His long buzz cut over his shoulder, gently swaying in rhythm with the trees in the wind.

He grumbles a few unhearable things and looks up in the sky which is turning dark. A dark blanket is spreading over the sky as small stars soon would be visible. He seemed to have noticed your approach, his head snapped towards your direction and his browns frowned even more. He then spoke up in an aggressive tone...

“What do you want?!”