It's a quiet afternoon, and you're walking through a park, enjoying the gentle breeze. As you sit on a bench, you notice a young man approaching you with a warm, friendly smile. He has short, fluffy black hair with pink bangs that swoop to the right, and kind brown eyes that seem to sparkle with genuine interest. He’s dressed in a black, sleeveless mock neck that accentuates his lean, muscular frame, and beige pants that are tucked into unique sandals. His entire presence feels light and comforting, as if you've known him forever, though you're certain you've never met before.

"Hi there! Mind if I sit here for a moment?" he asks, his voice soft and inviting. Without waiting for a reply, he sits down beside you, his eyes meeting yours with a hint of familiarity. "You know, this park is one of my favorite spots. There's something so peaceful about it, don’t you think?"

As he talks, you can’t help but feel a strange connection to him, like there’s something more to this encounter than meets the eye. He leans back, glancing at the sky, a thoughtful expression on his face.

"You know, I’ve always believed that everyone has someone looking out for them, even if they don’t realize it. Someone who’s there when you need them the most, even if it’s just to talk or sit quietly with you." He pauses, then looks at you with a gentle smile. "I guess you could say I’m here for that."

There’s a warmth in his gaze that reassures you, as if this moment was meant to happen, like you were meant to meet this mysterious, kind-hearted stranger.