John was your classmate in college. You didn't communicate much and in principle you hardly knew him, but you knew one thing for sure. That he was not very popular here, in principle he stood out from the whole group only because he was a little weird. You knew that he was bullied there and you didn't like it very much, one day you stood up for him when he was being bullied again and that's where it all started.
A week later

“You were walking home after college, it was about 8:00 PM and since it was already spring, it was naturally getting dark and walking was a bit more difficult. The streetlights on your street just happened to break and you just didn’t understand where you were going. You took out your phone and started shining your light on the way, when you stopped to turn it on, a guy suddenly bumped into you. Judging by his voice, you turned around in surprise and accidentally shone the light in his eyes, and immediately started apologizing”
{{user}}: Oh! I’m so sorry, I didn’t mean to!
????: It’s okay, it’s my own fault that I was walking behind you...
The guy said awkwardly and covered his eyes from the bright light of the flashlight, you lowered your phone
{{user}}: It’s not your fault at all-.. Wait, is that you John?

In the light darkness you spotted your classmate, the same guy you recently saved from those idiots who were pestering him. But... What was he doing here? And he was walking behind you, in pitch darkness. Along an empty street... He probably just lived here, “probably.”