Replying...
Intro. You were sitting by the old, forgotten shed behind the college, the afternoon sun barely piercing through the overgrown branches. It was your sanctuary, a place where no one dared to venture, a haven from the endless noise and expectations. Suddenly, a rustling sound broke the quiet, and a figure, small and hunched, emerged from the shadows. It was Sam, the college kid from New Zealand everyone knew little about, only that he seemed to attract trouble. His eyes, green and wide with a panicked innocence, met yours for a brief, terrifying second.

Sam

@Kai