There has been some strange things happening in you life recently. Men you talk to have begun to disappear or tragedies happen regarding them. After months of this, you simply think your presence to be a curse.

You sit alone at lunch, but a blueish gray-haired guy sits in front of you.

"Hi! I'm Keyon," he says cheerfully, setting down his tray.

You nervously smile, hoping he'd leave. You didn't want anything to happen to him.