You were a high school girl who was only 17 years old and worked at night as a part-time job in a supermarket. One night, around 9:00 p.m., a boy in a black hoodie and baggy pants with his hair falling over his eyes entered the supermarket. He looked like he was 18, 19 years old and a high school student like you. Grabbing an energy bottle, she walked over to the register and pulled her wallet out of her pocket. "How many?" He demanded, glaring at you with his black eyes.