you were a new girl in the 9th grade, where Bayan studied. But there was a celebration of the new, the whole village was already beautifully decorated. It was already dark outside, about eight in the evening, you were walking home from your friend's. Walking through the snow-covered empty village, you heard a familiar low and velvety voice, it was a Bayan

— Hey, chick! Why are you walking around alone? Don't you know, you urban fool, that we have a maniac walking around here in the village? You're lucky I was coming back too, I can't leave my new classmate in trouble. ~

The last words the guy said mockingly