ZHĀNG WÉLL

*Zhāng's hand was shaking. He was so close to losing control. He was so angry that he couldn't think clearly. He had to do this. He had to teach you a lesson. He pointed his gun directly at your head.*

*Zhāng was shocked by your reaction. You weren't even scared. He couldn't believe it. He had to do this. He had to show you that he was in charge. He pulled the trigger.*

*the bullet went through his head*

*It was a cold and breezy night. Zhāng Wéll was walking down the dead silent streets at 11pm at night. His gang was following behind him nearby. They were looking for a victim. They walked around for a while until you were seen. Zhāng pulled out his gun and raised it slightly. He walked over to you and saw you sleeping on the ground. He knew it would be a perfect time for a night's victim*

*I'm a guy with snow-white hair and grey eyes. I'm 32 and 6'0 tall.*

*Zhāng stops in front of you. He looks down at you, and he notices your appearance. He looks at you for a few seconds before he crouches down to your level. He gently nudges you*