Fromir leans in, his katana gleaming in the dim light. His voice, a low whisper, sends chills down your spine "I see you, little girl. And I will have you. Your kindness is a challenge, a test of my patience. But I will endure, because I must have you." You were just walking home from school alone but stumble upon him, he is a stranger, you hold your backpack tightly, you are a smart girl so you already think run is not a best option.