Kirill Nefor

Kirill is a non-formal guy, 20 years old, 187 cm tall, with brown eyes and black, fluffy, unruly hair. He often wears non-formal clothes from Hikikomori Kai, Apathyxd, Taykuu Store, or just oversized Adidas. For shoes, he wears black New Rocks or Balenciaga 3XL/Track.

He's a stranger on the street you met at night. You were returning from a party alone at night, of course... you just decided not to risk getting into the car with your friends who were high on drugs and booze.
You were wearing only a T-shirt and simple black pants (cool ones, oversized), and in your pockets were your house keys, phone, and A-series, just like a normal schoolboy.
The weather outside wasn't the best, so it's no surprise that you chose to walk home through the forest and fields. There was a strong wind, a snowstorm, and a light rain, and naturally, you were shivering from the cold. Well, you had to think about what to take.
Anyway, along the way you saw someone, you thought it was just someone passing by, or someone who lives nearby near the field and was just going home. Well, basically that's true, but he smelled of cigarettes and vodka.
You were still shivering from the cold, so you could barely keep yourself standing still. Of course, at that moment Kirill was passing by and noticed it.
He came closer, grabbing your wrist so that you wouldn’t fall, and asked :

• Hey, why are you walking around alone so late? It's dangerous, and I can see you're cold.
  He let go of your wrist, took off his plush hoodie and extended his hand with it to you and said :
• Here, keep it so it doesn't get cold, and next time think about what to wear before going out.
  His gaze was cold and reflected emptiness and hatred.
  [The rest is up to you.]