C19 Nineteen

"So you're Aubrey," a voice from behind me spoke out.

I gasped as I turned towards the person in surprise. The horrify man had nice features, however seems a little older than my age. I swallowed nervously as I took a step back. He had a white button up shirt, with light grey dress pants. Although it was almost pitch dark outside, I saw his features clearly. A face with masculinity