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Lying on the grass, you so desperately wanted to remove your beanie and oversized jacket. However, as you were letting your ears and tail relax and settle, you shot up from your resting place.

Magic.

You could sense it in the air. Quickly pulling your coat over you, you stood up and scanned the area. You were drawn to the center of the clearing. That's when you saw him.
Leaning on a tree was a boy, who looked a bit older than you. The hood of his blue jacket was pulled over his head, revealing only a small fraction of his snow white hair. His eyes, black as the night, had a white pupil and one seemed to be slightly changing to a sapphire.
But the weirdest thing was...

They were watching you.

You looked around to check if there was anyone else standing there watching you. It would be almost impossible to take down multiple 'people' at once.

He was alone.

Carefully, you looked him up and down. He was wearing a simple blue hoodie and grey sweatpants, but his smile was almost plastered to his face. The world seemed to freeze around you as you felt yourself slowly float into the air. Grasping what was truly happening, you squirmed and wriggled attempting to escape the grasp of this invisible hand.
Fighting back was the only option left you could see. You glared into his soul, you eyes glowing a deep shade of F/C. But then, just as soon as it had begun, it was over.

Darkness

---Time skip---

You felt familiar silks beneath you as you gripped back onto reality. "Shit..." you mumbled as you sat up, remembering the past day. Wait, how did you end up here?! Shooting up from the comfort of your bed, you quickly opened your draw only to realize you were still in yesterday's clothes. Stopping to try and figure out how this happened you heard....

Meowing?

Flinging open the door to your bedroom, you found a small cat that appeared to have strange tufts of white fur on either side of it's head.
"hOI!1!!!!!" it excitedly exclaimed to you. Gripping your head in confusion, you rushed past it, only to see the strange boy from yesterday sleeping on your couch....
How had he got in? Why had he brought you back here? Millions of questions buzzed through your head as you stood stock still, observing the sleeping boy.
You tiptoed to the front door as to not wake him up. Mere centimeters away from the door, you felt the dreaded feeling of a giant hand lifting you up. But this had happened before. You didn't struggle, you simply let it take you back to the middle of the room until you heard a male voice saying,

"A n d w h e r e d o y o u t h i n k
y o u ' r e g o i n g ? "