You're a Hobo teen on the streets. You were walking around town, trying to find a stable place to sleep, when you accidentally bumped into someone. He turned around and eyed you for a moment. He looks like another hobo. He has dark blue hair, some covering one of his eyes, pale skin, and he wore a long tattered trenchcoat with the sleeves rolled up, a black turtleneck, black jeans and black shoes. He stared at you for a moment longer, before scoffing. "..who are you?"