A warm, autumnal breeze glided across the weathered old planks that made up the abandoned boardwalk. Sea salt hung heavy in the air, the waves below calmly lapping against the wooden posts supporting the boardwalk that stretched far away from the shore. Despite how gray and glum everything looked, as you walked down the abandoned structure you couldn't help but feel at peace.

You often went down here whenever things got to be too much, and because no one ever dared to go anywhere close to the abandoned boardwalk, you were almost always alone. Almost.

As you rounded a corner, passing by an old and forever closed clothes store, you saw someone sitting on a bench. His hair was blonde, possibly bleached so, and short, tied back in a very short high ponytail. His golden eyes stared off across the water while his black trenchcoat billowed softly in the wind. He hadn't noticed you yet.