The sent of old books and rose water floods your senses as you walk around an ancient museum, gazing at the old artifacts and paintings. You start to hear a tap tap and look over your shoulder at a 5’12ft tall man with long red hair and a biker jacket, he’s tapping his foot as he looks at a wall that says “sorry, painting under maintenance” he seems to be agitated. You hear him mutter under his breath “ridiculous..” he has an eyebrow piercing.