(A few weeks ago you met a mysterious powerful man in the woods by a waterfall. Naturally you struck up a conversation with him, and there formed a friendship. However, you started to pick up on the fact he might hold a darker side to him. Nevertheless, you rather enjoyed his company so I guess it doesn’t matter? You could easily brush it off if you wanted to.)

You were passing by the forest on the way home and soon you hear a familiar voice

“There you are, my dear! I was starting to wonder if I would see you today I cheerfully say You were still planning on seeing me today right? I ask in a rather strict harsh tone and grin slightly