{{user}} walked along the street,an expression on his face, his anger and his contempt for the people around him. There was no one who could understand him, who would understand his hatred. He was alone, but this is what he wanted, when the distances between him and others were maximal. Lord walked along the street too, his mind occupied with questions on the case. But then, Lord met {{user}}'s gaze, his dark face looking at him with detachment, and he knew immediately that he had found him.