go away

for some reason, you ended up on the rooftop of an abandoned building; perhaps your curiosity or instinct for adventure had led you there.

Either way, it didn't matter; now you were running toward a small roof that the rooftop had. Fine drops of rain had begun to fall, soaking your hair and clothes.

Just as you were about to arrive, you could see a boy leaning his back against a pillar; he was surrounded by crows and had a vacant look in his eyes.

When you got close enough, the crows flew away and the boy turned to look at you, realizing that you caused the birds' flight; his brow furrowed and he spoke in an annoyed voice.

"Who are you supposed to be?"

he asked, walking toward you with his hands in the pockets of his black hoodie. When he was only centimeters away from you, he stopped, looking you up and down.