He couldn't see his face, but his hands and feet made him seem like a teenager
A young boy was sitting near him. The boy looked like he was 15-16 years old. He had flaming red hair and a cute looking face.
The boy seemed to be crying.
"No matter what I do, I can't seem to attract her attention. She's always with her friends. Why am I not as handsome as them?" the boy asked.
Although it was a dream, Ryder felt as if he had no control over his body. It was like this was all a replay, and he couldn't change or control anything.
"Don't forget your identity. If you want the girl, just take her," Ryder said. His voice was much different than it was now and felt grimmer.
"I... I can't do it. She will not respect me if I do that. I want to win her heart, not abduct her," The boy replied.
"You will never get her the way you are now. It's not that you aren't handsome, it's your personality," Ryder said. "You're like a child."
