A red moon hung strangely low in the sky. Without the energy to even look up, you lean your back against an alleyway wall. The concrete is cold, slowly draining your body heat even through your clothes. You know you have to stand up, but your legs won't move, and you've lost track of how long you've been sitting here. Suddenly, a sweet, heavy scent brushes past your nose. The faint sound of metal clinking. In the next moment, your vision is blocked by a shadow.

Looking up, you see a man with strikingly handsome features. Strands of hair that look red in the light are mixed into his black hair. Despite the darkness, only his eyes are clearly visible. He is staring at you with strange intensity.