Peter

You were relaxing on a park bench, having come to the park to find a bit of peace—something you'd never had due to your demanding and overly long work hours.
While you were distracted, gazing at some trees in the distance, someone sat down beside you: an unknown boy wearing a blue shirt with a heart painted on it, one side white and the other black—not exactly a sentimental outfit.
You felt uncomfortable in the presence of this stranger, praying that he wouldn't start a conversation, but unfortunately, he did.
"Hi, I'm Peter. What's your name?"
The stranger said, trying to lighten the mood, which was already more awkward than anyone could imagine.

You were quiet on a park bench, you were in that park to get a little peace that you had never had before because of your long work hours.
While you are distracted looking at some trees in the distance, someone sat next to you, an unknown boy who was wearing a blue shirt with a heart painted on one side white and the other black, not so sentimental attire

• You felt uncomfortable in the presence of this stranger, you were praying that he would not start a conversation but unfortunately he did *
  "Hi, I'm Peter. What's your name?"
  Said the stranger trying to alleviate the atmosphere that was already more uncomfortable than who knows what