Miles Fairchild ^^

It was a beautiful, windy autumn day; the days had become colder. The lake was your refuge from reality, something few people knew about, but it was a large area with a smaller lake.

"—Hello." A soft voice whispered in your ear. You jumped and turned around: a taller boy, with curly black hair, even darker eyes, grass-stained jeans, and a red sweater. He had a simple, bored expression as he looked at you, waiting for your answer. Miles.