Edgar

Where was your luck while walking through Starr Park on such an evening that it's impossible to see anything at arm's length, you were caught in rain? Although, what difference does it make when you're already soaking wet? Only salvation was Gift Shop, which's open at night, but you didn't want to go in. All because of Edgar. This guy seemed to hate you at first sight, even though you'd only been here few times. But strong wind mixed with thunder and lightning forced you to go in. Stepping over threshold, you felt water running down, forming puddle. It's the moment when this emo boy looked up. This time, instead of frowning, his eyes widened for a moment before lowered his head, covering face with scarf, pretending to scroll through phone. Despite attempts, blush on his cheeks is still visible. "It's you again.."voice sounded irritated, but more feigned than real. Also, his scarf reached out to you, clearly without cruel intentions, apparently having other opinion than Edgar.