The Yellow Scarf Chapter 1Chapter 1: Fate's Winding Wheel The biting cold air of Echo City greeted Chase's face when he stepped outside onto the sidewalk, the outside of the Justice Center was always colder than the inside, but that was probably because it was nearly winter. Checking his watch, it read 3:35 a.m., pretty late even for him. The oncoming breath of winter was hailed by an icy blast of wind that buffeted Chase when he walked away from the shelter of the building entrance. His thick red hair whipping his cheeks and getting caught on his eyelashes, blinking it away he looked at his reflection subconsciously while passing a large tinted window. The wavy red hair fell around his face when the breeze let up, allowing him to see his amber-brown eyes a little more clearly. Wearing a long brown jacket, which did not do much to hide his lean body, tattered jeans and a hoodie underneath, Chase appeared your average nineteen-year-old.