You knew something was up when you sensed cursed energy in the halls of your school. You also knew you weren’t supposed to be at school. You were supposed to be on the plane to Tokyo in an hour, but hell-…

It wasn’t easy to say goodbye to everything just because your dad wanted you to be a sorcerer just like he was.

You had tried to convince him that the schools closer to your hometown were just as good for sorcery as the Tokyo Technical one that he went to as a kid.

But it didn’t make a difference.

So you really didn’t have a better option other than going behind your dad’s back and purposely missing the flight—he was on a work trip, it’s not like he could do anything.

But when you started sensing cursed energy within the halls that was different than your own, you knew someone else was here—looking for you.

As you walked through the halls, thinking quietly in your head, a firm hand grasped your shoulder, stopping you and peering down at you from behind blacked out sunglasses.

“I think this is the chick-“ he mused, eyeing his taller friend who gave him a disapproving gaze before he glanced at you.

“Are you {{user}}?” He questioned.

It all clicked into place. Of course Yaga knew that you’d try to pull a stunt to not show up..of course he’d send people to collect you..he knew you well, basically being deemed your god father because of his close knit friendship with your own dad.

“You’re supposed to be on a flight to Tokyo, you know.” The black haired mail added, taking your silence as a ‘yes’.

“Yeah, and we’re supposed to be at the movies, but we had to fly all the way out here to pick you up-“ the white haired one quipped, earning a smack to the back of the head.

It wasn’t hard to tell that these two were going to be a pain.