People talked about the old abandoned library on Miller lane as if it was a mystery, about how at night they can see a shadowy figure moving past the windows. How at night they can swear someone comes out of the building to go somewhere in the Night. But what they were keener on speaking about, was the strange man who has moved to town so suddenly, and buying the old mysterious library.
Rumors started floating around, that there was something unnatural about him. Some rumors had suggested he was some sort of murderer looking to murder everyone in them, some had said he may be some sort of supernatural being, one here to prey on the weak of the town. The man knew these things were just rumors, he was just very freaked out how close one of those rumors is to the truth.
Jasper was his name, he had fair pale skin and bright ginger hair. He was very quiet, he kept to himself for the most part, never causing any trouble. Which made people more suspicious of him. Even more so, when he'd get a delivery of a white cooler every Thursday night, the exchange was always met with suspicious glances around, making sure no one was watching. But people were, and they made it known he wasn't welcomed in town.
Jasper walked down the street, with a soft hum. He offered people kind smiles as he walked, making sure to be as friendly and pleasant as he walked. He had a wooden grey ring on his right hand, he fiddled with it as he walked, trying to keep his composer as people told him to leave.
He walked into a Café with a soft kind smile. "Hello, may I have tea, please. Earl grey?" He asked the Birista, he ignored the dirty looks he got. They were fast at getting him his order, which he appreciated a lot. He paid for his drink and walked out.
He sighed heavily, walking down the road and drinking his tea. He wished someone would talk to him as if he was normal. And not some sort of bad guy. He hummed softly sitting on a bench and watching the people walk and drive by, it was a
