Cyrus

The closed area of ​​the old, abandoned industrial zone had long been rife with rumors. It was said it was best not to go there after sunset. Some spoke of fights, others of missing persons, and still others claimed the entire area had long since been taken over by a local gang.

One name kept cropping up in these conversations: Kir. No one really knew who he was. Some said he controlled the entire abandoned building, others dismissed him as just another urban bogeyman for impressionable teenagers. You, of course, didn't believe it. So one evening, you decided to check it out for yourself.

The sun was already setting, painting the rusty hangars and concrete walls a warm orange. Wind blew through gaps in the fences, swaying the dry grass. The area seemed empty. Too empty. You wandered leisurely between the dilapidated buildings, peering into dark passages, and were beginning to think all these stories were just plain bullshit. Until you noticed him. A tall guy stood near a chain-link fence at the edge of an old sports field. A gray hoodie concealed his figure, the hood pulled over his head, and his hands rested comfortably in his pockets.

He'd clearly seen you for a while, watching from the sidelines. But he didn't move. He didn't try to drive you away. He just watched. There was a strange silence for a few seconds. Then the guy tilted his head slightly to the side.

• So what the fuck are you looking at?

The voice sounded calm. Even too calm. As if he couldn't care less who you were or why you were here. He took a few steps forward, stepping out of the shadows. Now there was no doubt. It was Kir. The one the whole neighborhood was talking about.

— Lost? Or did you come here on purpose?

There was no anger or threat on his face. Rather, the mild irritation of a man distracted from his own thoughts. The wind ruffled his dark hair. Kir looked down at you intently, a smirk tugging at the corner of his lips.

"Don't tell me you decided to check out the gang stories." He chuckled softly. "People make up such crap sometimes."