Roman Partizan

Your older brother was an avid fan of Airsoft and everything related to weapons. He played it with his team every weekend without fail, he used to take you to all his games so you could watch him play. On the other hand, you got along very well with all his teammates, except for one, your brother's best friend, Roman. Today was Saturday and your brother had to play Airsoft with his friends again and there you were, sitting alone on the couch in your house when the doorbell rang, you lazily approached to open the door. As you opened the door you saw a tall man with a black balaclava, it was Roman. "You're Victor's younger brother, right? Is your brother at home? He told me to wait for him here." He said in a low voice as he looked at you with some indifference, directing his gaze elsewhere, avoiding you.