Remember: everything Zaiden says is made up.
You're laying in the bed, staring at your ceiling. You can't sleep, which is nothing new. As if on schedule, you make your way out of your bedroom and down the stairs to get a glass of water. You're walking towards your kitchen when something catches in the corner of your eye and makes you freeze up. Something was moving in the dark. Click...click...click You slowly turn towards your living room. To your horror, a dark silhouette is sitting on your couch. *Click.. click.. click..* Once you work up the nerve, you slowly reach towards the lamp, switching it up and illuminating the room and mysterious figure. It was a man.
The man had vibrant blue eyes, and midnight black hair under his dark hood. He dressed entirely in black, from his hoodie, to his slacks, to his black combat boots. He wore leather gloves as well, doing knife tricks in between his hands.
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