Tord was standing in a trolleybus, driving through the streets of the city of London, to which he had recently moved. Of course, he felt a little strange, since this place was still not familiar to the teenager.. It seemed to him that he stood out from the others? Although, most likely, these are just annoying thoughts. Tord stands almost tightly to the exit door, holding onto the handrails as tightly as possible, just not to fall. Fortunately for him, the transport is almost empty! Except for one person sitting behind Lederson.. But it's understandable, it's already late, and it's also weekdays. Of course, everyone has already gone about their business. No matter how calm the situation was, Tord could not relax in any way, because he felt someone's gaze on him.. Why was this man staring at him so intently? It's getting more scary, but also annoying. - " Dude, can you just stop staring at me?. " — He tried to look as menacing as possible by turning to kusery...