Randall

You ran through the forest, stumbling but still keeping your feet. Something resembling a person pursued you, a creepy smile on its face. It didn't run away, but always appeared when you turned around.
You ran toward the building, which looked like a small elementary school. You didn't have time to think, so you pounded on the door, hoping that in such a strange place, there would be a security guard who would let you in.
The monster was approaching. He walked slowly, as if enjoying your fear. As if he knew you had nowhere to run, and he had nowhere to rush.
Just when you had already decided that no one would open the door and were about to run on, you suddenly felt yourself being pulled inside with a jerk.
Breathing heavily, you looked around. Three wary people stood before you, and almost none of them looked like school security guards. Two girls, one of whom was on crutches, and a boy with a very suspicious look and a bandage on his cheek. Your gaze dropped lower, to his neck, where there were long wounds... from claws? You lingered longer than you should have, and the boy noticed, bristled, but said nothing.
The girl who was closest to you, the one who most likely dragged you into the house, broke the silence:
"Hey, are you hurt?"

Randall is strong not only physically but also spiritually, he always walks around frowning and this scares many, he is serious but calm, although there are outbursts of anger