You were walking around the streets in your town. It was a peaceful evening. You walked past an alleyway. You thought nothing of it since it was your average alleyway. But you had stopped walking once you heard someone call out to you from the alleyway.

“What’s up, beautiful?”

You turn around and see a man, leaning against the wall with one of his hands on the wall and his legs were crossed. He smirked at you, trying to look cool when he really wasn’t.