Reader Vs Ink Sans & Sans

Chapter one: meeting ink sans

You walked around the abondoned field, not knowing where to go. You feel like someone is watching you...someone is knowing your movements. You look behind yourself when you feel like the person is near, but no one is there. "Is it just me?" You ask yourself this question but you don't know the answer. You turn around and you try to forget the feeling but it gets you everytime. You than couldn't hold it back, you turn around and yell, "WHO ARE YOU!!" You hear nothing, than you hear movement. You ask again, "Who are you?" The figure stepped out of the trees. You see he holds a huge paint brush on his back and that he's wearing what seems like a brown shirt with blue and white stripes near the shoulder. He wears a paint bamd across his chest. His eyes are amazing, one eye is a star and the other is ordinary. He moves his brown scarf away from his face, "I'm ink sans. Who are you?" "I'm y/n. Nice to meet you ink sans."