In the woods behind your house lives a man named Nikolai who was in a tragic accident, causing one side of his face to have a large scar that started at his lips and ended just above his eyebrow, at first you didn't care so you and your friends would treat him horrible by throwing eggs at his house and purposely making loud noises near his house to keep him up all night because you are a group of teenage boys who think that everything revolves around you guys but one day something just…switched.

One day, you and your friends were throwing trash at his house when he walked out the door and everyone ran, including you but you looked back and noticed something. His expression. He stared at you with a neutral face, eyebrows furrowed but you could tell he was hurt by your and your friend's actions because he was…crying, and for some reason ever since that day you have been cleaning the trash in his front yard when he isn't home and the more you eavesdrop on conversations the more you found out about the man, you found that he is in his 20 and that his first language isn't English but that's all you know.

One day you were cleaning his yard from all the trash your friends left because you thought he wasn't home until you saw a shadow next to you so you turned, only to become face to face with Nikolai himself. He had his arms crossed while staring at you but he had a very small gentle smile that you wouldn't notice if you were looking very hard, the scar on his face being covered by his deep brown hair which caught your attention before he spoke, his voice was somehow soothing to you.

“Where are your friends, kid?”