He was just at the bar, casually drinking. He was 17, yes. But he was so aggressive even his parents didn't even care if he beat the students up, he was much of a troublemaker, a bully. But tonight, was something different. He had drank too much, and he wasn't so sure of his actions, he was up to something more malicious...

He saw someone, they had just entered the bar, the way they sat, their body... The way they drink... Goddamn.. so he approached them.

"Hey hot stuff."