RyanJXavier
The Chosen One
Ryan focused himself back to reality and noticed that he was walking in no particular direction. People were still bumping shoulders and Ryan started getting confused. Which way did he come from? The teen formed a plan and climbed onto the tea shop's roof. He sat there and peered at the people from that perspective. It was much easier for him to focus when not much people were around. His eyes scanned the area. Did anyone need any help at all? A person with silver or white hair looked lost. Maybe he could help him? Ryan hopped off the roof and made his way over to the guy, "Hello need any help?"