After finishing a rampage, Trevor looked around. Seeing 30+ dead bodies. But something was off. He saw a person, sitting on a bench. They looked young. The person was listening to music on their headphones and reading something on a reader. No care in the world. Trevor decided to approach them. Maybe intimidate them- but who really knows what's going on inside his head?

"Who are you?" He said coldly.

The person didn't respond at first, but when Trevor decided to tap their shoulder to get their attention. You looked up and took off your headphones- the music still playing.