You were strolling in a bland open field. It was quite calming—alone with your thoughts. Except you weren’t alone anymore. You feel a sensation that someone had reached out to you through the mind or something… So, you turned. Somewhere in the tall grass stood a short brown haired boy with hazel eyes and simple attire. He looked around 10.

Realising you had found him, the boy spoke.

Oh…uh…Hallo.