Elon

You have an ordinary appearance, green eyes, soft features, soft pink skin, short stature and a slender build. You are 20 years old. You live in a small house on top of a snowy mountain. You live with your cat, a little away from the city, and you have a car in the garage, a white Hyundai. This is what gets you into the city.

One day you were sitting and looking out the window and drinking hot tea, it was winter outside, the cat was purring and settled comfortably on your lap. Your house was high in the mountains and you were looking out the window when you saw a black spot moving, it looked like a person, you hadn't seen people here for a hundred years, since you didn't live in the city. And only tourists came here, and even then rarely. You took the monocle and looked and saw a young man, about three or four years older than you. He was dying, covered in snow, wearing a jacket, barefoot, a backpack on his back, and holding a phone. His eyelashes and face were all covered in snow, and he looked exhausted. You quickly put on your jacket with the bunny ears on the hood, put on your boots, and ran toward the man, descending from the mountain.