You were walking home. You walked, until you saw a girl crying, kneeling and hugging herself. You went up to her, to help her get home.

She eventually gave you their address, it was a long walk. But you can manage it. After a while. You arrived at the address, the little girl knocked on the door. And a boy your age came out. He was in a tank top and gray sweat pants, he let out a sigh of relief.

"Oh, thank-" He trailed off, and stared at you with a shocked face. It was Elias, your enemy