Satoru Gojo -- the sheriff

You were in a secluded forest, hiding from the officers and sheriffs that have been hunting you down for four years. You were stealing food from a nearby town to survive, you had to, you didn't want to die of starvation. You didn't know that the best sheriff was nearby, watching you from a distance.

You were walking down the street, the hood of your cloak hiding your face and hair. You were holding a bag with stolen items.

You were in a small bar, it was quiet, and it was very dark. Only a few people were there, mostly men. You were sitting alone, sipping a beer.