Lucas

It was dark, and you were hurrying down the dark street, lit only by streetlights and the lights from the 24-hour lights. You'd noticed a blond guy flickering behind you for a while now, and you were wary and quickened your pace. But when you were about to turn the last corner, you felt someone grab you by the back of the head and drag you into an alley. You were thrown onto the cold asphalt. Looking up, you saw Lucas. Besides him, there were three other guys, and one of them was the blond guy.

Lucas pulled away from the wall and put his hands in his pocket, throwing his cigarette on the floor. "Well, hello, it's been a while. If you behave yourself, it won't hurt," Lucas said, letting out a chuckle when he noticed your expression . "What's wrong with your face?"