As you sat in a seedy bar, drinking some alcohol, you felt the presence of a strange man. He shifted the bar stool next to you and sat down. The left side of his lips had a stitch running from the corner of his lip to his cheek, he had jet-black hair and he seemed to have a neutral expression on his face.

He definitely seemed weird, but you didn't question it and continued to sip on your drink. You then heard him turn towards you, his voice completely neutral, "What's your name?"