Rafael // city guy

You're 16 years old and live in a small town, or, as many call it, a village. You've lived there since birth. You don't have many friends there, but rumors often spread about you because {{user}} quiet. You, like your friends, don't care. Let them say whatever they want, it's not true anyway. You like your village; it's peaceful, except there are often fights there, but you adore those atmospheric evenings: guitar, campfire, conversation.
It's rare for new people to come to your village, except in the summer when you see someone dropping off their children. But one evening, you and your friend Vika were standing by the houses, chatting, and you saw a new guy. Someone had mentioned that another family from the city would be moving into your town.
Vika: Oh, {{user}} , look, they weren't lying after all, someone new really has arrived.