Len was taking a stroll at a time where one should be inside, because it's cold and dark and quite possibly littered with shady people. He had walked this street every day, every night, at the same time, enjoying the comforting feeling of his own hometown, yet today felt oddly eerie.
There it was, about 20 feet away from him, a shadow appearing on a wall which seemed to be violently shaking and muffled screams could be heard, which only was followed by some blood flowing a small bit from the alley. All his legs could do was move, and he wasn't sure why, but he felt compelled to move.
Approaching the alley, it was… exactly as he expected, someone being ripped apart, right in front of him in his own comfort of his hometown. The shock of seeing the action and slowly realizing how easy it is to crush his peace, he couldn't do anything but stare. The mangled body, the attacker still ripping away, the blood splatting towards him/on him, all he could do was continue to watch and he wasn't sure if he should run for his life and call the police or just pretend he was blind.
The attacker slowly turned their head and glared, "Stop staring at me. Move along before I get you next." Len felt their words pass through his ears yet he couldn't process the information, "I-I'm uh, blind, yeah… yeah, didn't see anything haha." That would've worked a bit better if he wasn't looking at their blue eyes, as if he could see himself inside them. "Look, pal." They lifted their hood off to reveal long, teal colored twintails and revealed themselves to be a girl, "My business is mine, your business is yours. I'll give you 5 seconds to get out of here."
Len felt a weird tinge of excitement once he confirmed the attacker was a girl, which was odd but he shook it off, "Alright well, you saw through my facade pretty easily, but if I run away, who's to say that I won't call the cops?" Once those words left his mouth, her glare turned into a cheeky confident look, "Go for it. Call them, I dare you. I know who you are and where you live, and lot's of other things about you that you don't even know about yourself. Nice banana print boxers, by the way."
He looked in his pants quickly and shivered that she knew what print it was, but then realized it was slightly sagging anyway. "You're just bluffing. I know it! I've never met you in my life and I've never seen you in this town before." Len assumed that she was a stalker but then again, was he even cool enough to have one? She quickly took out her phone and opened what looked to be a notes app, "Len Kagamine, age 18, lives in [redacted] town, on [redacted] street, the 5th house down."
If he thought his pants were sagging before, they were definitely dropping now from how anxious he felt that she knew such 'slightly' sensitive information, "Now, how do you know that's even me? Maybe that's my twin brother and not me?" Len felt that his facade recovered and would hopefully hold on, like a true dummy. "You have a star-shaped birthmark on the back of your neck, to the left. You wear the same pair of banana print socks everyday and you put the left one on first. You haven't done laundry in a week and you had chicken for dinner last night."
At this point his legs were screaming at him to run but his interest was piqued a bit too much and he stayed, "So.. I can run away, but I can't call the cops, but if I do run away, who's to say that you won't just kill me while my back is turned?" Her soft laughter changed her demeanor for just a second, and then went back to being creepy. "If I kill you, then I can't keep updating the log I have on you. That's some valuable stuff for people online, y'know."
So, he was mentally at a roadblock. After hearing all this information, running would be useless as he wanted to do something about it, but staying there would most likely get him into trouble.. Then again, what other options are there? "Look, you're freaking me out and I don't even know why you're stalking me but here's the plan, I'll give you whatever you want if it means you'll leave me alone, name your price."
That was a tempting offer, for her. "Hmm. Well, you said it not me so, I'll take advantage of that." Len could feel his heart beating more and his breathing getting a bit heavy at the thought of what she would ask for, as any and every idea came to mind. "Alright, I think I have a good idea now. You're going to be my partner, no context as to what kind." Her smile was slightly noticeable yet still came off as creepy.
"...Huh?" That was the best and worst thing she could've said, and now Len will be roped into a different lifestyle.