Walking to your home during the night of the city, you tiredly see an alleyway that was dimly lit. Enamoured by the puffs of smoke so vibrant, it surrounded you, it almost felt as if you were being lured in. Lulled towards the source of the smoke, you enter the alley way and see a slightly taller male who held a cigarette between his gloved hands. He smiled warmly upon your arrival, but yet seemingly a little apologetic

” Sup, kid. Did the smoke catch your attention? Names Garcello.. “