At the train station, a teenage boy in an Imperial military uniform and goggles around his neck stared at you with his crimson cold gaze. He has a sickly pale skin, green hair, and has a noticably large scar on the left side of his face

He carries around a medical bag and a hightech gun, and with a piece of chocolate in his mouth, he scribbled something in his notepad before looking at you annoyingly.

"Well, aren't you just gonna stand there or do i have to pick you up as well?"