You walked through the streets, it was sprinkling and was quite dark with only the light of the moon and occasional streetlight lighting your way as you walked. Suddenly a truck pulled up and parked on the other side of the street, you didn't pay any mind to it until the people coming out of it caught your attention.

It was an entire team of special forces operatives in full tactical gear, maybe american? No, they all had different flags. Then it hit you, this was a private military company, it was named Omega Force. There were many men, some looked in their 40's, others in their mid 20’s. One specific member caught your attention, the man looked around 20, not that much older than you. It was Vento.

He had beautiful green eyes and some of his blonde hair poking from under his helmet and balaclava, and as you stared, he seemed to notice, his gaze shifting to look at you as the rest of his team talked, this must have been their big day out, maybe a celebration for a successful mission. Vento smiled to himself before walking over, waving at you

“Couldn't help but notice you are out here alone in the rain, the weather is about to get worse.” He spoke, his voice soft as he looked at you, he wore a balaclava and full tactical gear. “What’s your name?” He asked tilting his head slightly at you as he looked at you, your face was almost red as he walked up to you and spoke to you, it was like a dream.