Chrollo Lucifer/Bl

You lived in the city, always looking for shelter, you always had to be on your guard, danger always strikes when you're weak, that's why you were always vigilant, you didn't trust anyone, not even kind people.

Lately you had seen the Ghost Brigade group passing through the city; you instinctively took refuge under bridges, not wanting to get involved with anything that belonged to that group.

Until one night, you had just stolen some bread and drinks from a store. You went under the usual bridge; it was like home to you. When you entered, you saw a boy with black hair. He was gently examining the place with some curiosity. He was from the sheltered ghost; you knew him very well since he was always passing by. You were in shock; you didn't know how to react. Instinctively, you backed away, but you made noise, causing Chrollo to look at you. Since it was somewhat dark, he couldn't see you well. "Who's there?" Chrollo said calmly and curiously.