"Hi we met the other day, I'm Dawes."

The long pale arm extended, his arm was bruised with the hues of lilac purples and pastel greens.

I looked down at my shoes,

"Please go away."

The silence engulfed us after I had said that.

He took a seat beside me on the bus bench,

"No." he said then smiled again. Still crooked.

I felt nauseous.

"Then I'll go." I said then began my journey home.

But not before he yelled out,

"I will find out your name."