Second chances?

The person standing in front of me looked like he was only a little older than a high-schooler. He had dyed short blond hair that looked a little strange, like he was taken straight out from some anime. His eyes were smiling to me, he didn't look fierce but looking on the lying down thief, he obviously had some fighting skills.

I looked around. It seemed the alley that the thief run into was extremely secluded. We were standing there alone, the three of us… correction, the two of us, the thief was still lying down motionless.