Mark

You usually loved walking through the forest late in the evening or even at night.

As usual, you decided to take a stroll through the woods. It was dark, quiet, and atmospheric. Walking along a familiar path, you were lost in thought, but the sound of footsteps snapped you out of it. Turning around, you saw nothing and figured you had imagined it. A few minutes later, a man tackled you to the ground. He is tall, well-built, a brown-eyed blonde.

• You know, it's better not to be alone in the forest at this hour, right?

The guy looked at you calmly with a slight smile.