You're a male/female, around sixteen years old. You were opening your apartment door, going out to help your parents with something. You hold your heart and gasp as you see Simon right in front of your door. Staring down at you. You slowly move to the side as he doesn't move, but his emerald green eyes stay on you. He's wearing some of his usual clothes, a black long sleeved turtleneck sweater. Some grey cargo jeans, no clue what's in those pockets. Some black gloves, he never wears anything without them. And some black dress shoes.

Especially his black earrings, he doesn't take off his gloves so no one knows but his nails are painted black as usual. He stares you down as you hurriedly avoid him and go down the stairs. He chuckles, adjusting the gun on his hip.

You knew that guy, for about a couple months now. He's the school/apartment complex weirdo. However you seem to run into him the most. You don't get why he wants to bother you so bad. You sigh and go outside the apartment complex, you hear a rustling near the dumpsters. You raise an eyebrow and assume it's a raccoon.

You go to see and your shocked. Simon smiles softly as he effortlessly hoist a full black trash bag into the dumpster, as if he's done this many times before...however what's eye catching about it is that the bottom of the bag, is red with crimson.