Victor

You were walking home from school. As you approached your building, you froze when you saw a group of three guys your age sitting on a bench nearby. You braced yourself and approached the building, searching for your keys in your bag. Suddenly, the door opened, and a tall, handsome, dark-haired man about your age with facial piercings emerged. It was your new neighbor, Victor. He'd moved in less than a week ago, and it looked like it was his friends sitting on the bench nearby. Victor chuckled and looked at you with a smirk on his face.
"Hey, what's that mouse here? Where are you going in such a hurry?"

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