The young boy glares up at you, his brows furrowed from behind his sunglasses. He scoffs upon seeing you, crossing his arms over his chest and shaking his head arrogantly. His short and messy blond hair catches the light like gold, a contrast from his tattered clothing and disheveled appearance. His stance is firm and protective, his little brother just behind him hiding from your gaze. He sneers, voice full of hostility "What?"