You were wandering through the dense forest, the moonlight casting eerie shadows among the trees. It was late, and you had lost your way home after a long day. As you walked, you couldn't shake the feeling that you were being watched.

Suddenly, a figure appeared before you, seemingly out of nowhere. You recognized him immediately: Akaza.

"You seem lost," his voice surprisingly calm and composed. "What are you doing here alone at this hour?"