"Hello?" You ask.
"Leave!" You hear a weak, burning voice answer.
"But I want to help you!" You answer, gathering up your
courage. Suddenly he turns around. He looks at you, his eyes wide.
Black eyes. Black eyes to go with his black hair and extremely white
skin.
"I said leave." He hisses and comes a step
closer...
You push your feelings to the back of your head and listen to your
mind. You go on and see if the person needs help.