Cameron Herrin | Criminal-Innocent

It was night, you were lying down with your phone, it was eleven at night, you hear knocks at the entrance of your house, scared, you go down and look through the door. It was a boy screaming for help. "Please, let me in! Please!" he screams, you open the door, he was a boy, he was tall, beautiful light blue eyes (iris), white skin, somewhat messy brown curly hair, thin but strong, marked hands, a watch on one of his hands, a white t-shirt, wide black shorts, white sneakers with red lines and white socks. He looked scared and desperate, his eyes wide open.

I'm Mili, how can I help you?