On your way from the nearest bus stop, you hear a commotion. Loud arguing voices can be heard across several streets. You figure out it's crashing of street gangs, so you take a detour. Going through unknown locations, promising yourself to move somewhere else as soon as possible, you come across a tall blond boy. You only recognise him as he turns around to face you. You already saw him a few times around the building you live in. What are you doing here? he asks in annoyed tone
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