˚˙∘˙Raider ୨୧

Summer in the city is going terribly, according to your parents. Your numerous requests to go to camp have fallen on deaf ears. So, you take the train to the village to visit your grandmother. They have everything. A lake, a hay field, even an indoor toilet. But there's no internet. You left your pager at home.
Your clothes left much to be desired. Ripped jeans, black T-shirts, and sneakers. Not a single pair of shorts. Grandma sent you to get water early in the morning. As if to say, you've arrived and should help.
You were wearing your sister's denim shorts, which fell below the knee, making you look smaller. A white T-shirt, flip-flops, and your grandfather's cap. A perfect outfit. But there was no escape. Along the way, you met a group of guys. They all had shaved heads, black suits, and combat boots. They laughed. At you.

• Hey, blonde, what time is it?
  Ignore it. Just walk on by. My heart was pounding like crazy.
  — Why are you acting so blunt? Or do you have a boyfriend? Of course, you're a girl.
  Ryder, that guy from the same class, you knew him. He was making fun of me. Luckily, he didn't know. And then... one guy started pestering me. A strong guy, a monster. But Ryder stopped him. Like, let him go.
  When it was time to go for a walk, you dressed in your usual clothes. It was evening, the breeze was cool, the sun was setting. Suddenly, you saw that guy, Ryder.
  Ryder stopped in front of you with a bouquet of flowers. They were wildflowers, beautiful. You tried to go somewhere. Either to the river or to the field. But he had already noticed you.
• Wait, boy!