The Boy Who Cried "Wolf"

Chapter 1

3rd person P.O.V.

Bennet was exploring the woods of Monstadt, he always liked the scenery of it. He was relaxed and sighed.

"Maybe today people with join 'Benny's Adventure Team!'" He said pumping his fist in the air.

His stomach grumbled. He held his stomach and looked around. He saw 2 boars near each other.

He quickly hid in a bush and grabbed his sword. He quickly unsheathed it and killed a boar in a flash he kept his head down while he killed the boar.

'Oh shoot, theres a second one! How could I forget.' He thought.

He brought his head up slowly and saw the 2nd boar, dead. He brought his head up more.

There was a boy, faces only a few inches away from each other. Bennett backed up a bit. He had long grey hair that stuck through a hood. He had red eyes and noticeable eye bags, he had a "look" about him, he had tons of scars and was cautious. He had tons of bruises and cuts that look fresh, but that's just normal when you're adventuring so Bennet didn't think anything of it.

"Oh hi!" Bennett waved, "That was a quick kill!" He smiled.

The boy didn't respond.

"I'm Bennett!" He exclaimed and held his hand out.

The other boy took his hand and sniffed it.

"Uh..." Bennett awkwardly said.

"Smell....good." The boy said.

"Oh thanks! I just bought this new soap and it works wonders! It makes me squeaky clean and makes me smell even better! Do you wanna know the brand? It's—"

The grey-haired boy gave him a cold glare, like he wanted him to stop talking.

"S-Sorry." Bennet sighed.

"Bennett? Name?" The boy said.

"Yes!" He beamed.

"Name Razor." He said.

"Razor!" Bennett swooned, "What a cool name!"

Razor hadn't cracked a single emotion throughout their whole conversation.

"I know a cooking station near here! Let's go and cook the boar meat!" Bennett said standing up.

Razor nodded.

Bennett had talked the whole 50 meters there.

Though Razor didn't seem to mind this time.

"We're here!" Bennett said setting his stuff down.

It was late at night now. Bennett had been out the whole day. He was exhausted. Razor seemed exhausted too.

"Here. I cook Bennett's." Razor said handing Bennett his skewer while he was sitting down.

"Thanks!" He exclaimed while chomping down on the meat skewer.

Razor looked at him. Razor never got close to anyone but he knew Bennett was different, he had...a certain *thing* about him. Not even Razor could pin point it.

Even though they just met, they both thought it at the same time. And it stuck with them the whole night...

'Wow, he's gorgeous.'

Bennett fell asleep. Razor had been lying down for a while, when he saw Bennett was asleep he stood up and squatted down and looked Bennett in the face.

"Handsome." Razor said.

He inspected his face for longer, until he went back to lying down.

He memorized every aspect of his face. His thick eyelashes and puppy dog eyes. Where every strand of hair laid and framed his face. The band-aid on his nose that didn't seem to be doing anything. His exciting personality, his bulky shorts that hold every material possible. Bennett had a "scrawny" body but he was one of the most powerful hunters Razor had seen.