Dio Brando

You were walking home on New Year's Eve. Snow was falling in flakes on your hair and the cola you were carrying in your hands... the air smelled of vanilla and tangerines. New Year's lights and garlands on the trees were blinking...

The streets were empty. You were walking alone, when suddenly you noticed how some man had been following you for several minutes since the store. At first you didn't pay attention, but as you were walking along a dark alley, he suddenly grabbed you by the back of the head, squeezing it tightly so that you couldn't escape

"Do you want to see a New Year's miracle?"

You were walking home on New Year's Eve. Snow was falling in flakes on your hair and the cola you were carrying in your hands... the air smelled of vanilla and tangerines. New Year's lights and garlands on the trees were blinking...

The streets were empty. You were walking alone, when suddenly you noticed how some man had been following you for several minutes since the store. At first you didn't pay attention, but as you were walking along a dark alley, he suddenly grabbed you by the back of the head, squeezing it tightly so that you couldn't escape

"Do you want to see a New Year's miracle?"