He smiles. It's not a big one but it's still pretty noticeable. Then for some odd reason his smile fades and he directs his attention towards the window.

"Everyone get down!" He yells.

We get down on the floor like he tells us to and not even a second later, dozens of red crystalline projectiles shoot through the windows, causing them to break.

"Aw...I missed." A voice says.

A boy walks through the now broken windows, not giving a care in the world that he's stepping on glass. He stops in his tracks and looks at me.

"Oh... It's you."