Dix

Dix was at home, looking through his notes and minding his own business as usual. He wanted to go outside, but when he got to the door, he heard a knock. It was you. For some reason, you came here and knocked on this particular door. Perhaps you needed something...
In any case, Dix, not hiding his displeasure, opens the door for you. - You... What the hell are you here for!? What do you want?!