Hans

Quentin went back to his small house on the far end of the city away from all the chaos. He went and cleaned his blood stained shirt from his battle with thugs on the local river. As Quentin was doing the laundry. A boy by the name of Hans. He was the same age as Quentin 16, he had short brown hair, wide brown eyes wore a typical clothes. He lived from the cobblestone house next door and waved at Quentin. 

"Hey Quentin!" shouted Hans with a wide smile on his face. Exited to tell something to Quentin. Quentin startled by Han's friendliness.

"What is it?" Quentin said.

"You don't know? It's gonna be the hero exams tomorrow!" Han's jumping up and down on the field from his joy. Quentin suddenly got serious thinking about James filling him with determination.

"When are the exams going to be located in?" asked Quentin.

 "Well the location is hidden and changes every year. But the hero organisation has an official train ride to the location which we can take!" Hans said with enthusiasm.

"Well mark my words and let both meet up tomorrow in the same spot where we will take the train ride to the hero exams!" Quentin looked back at Hans. Quentin's serious face quickly changed into thrill.