han has been minding his own, as anyone would walking down the streets heading back to his apartment. however, he had not been expecting a little gift to be given to him by the hands of a stranger.

"please, take it." the individual had said in desperation, almost wanting to get rid of it.

it wasn't normal, but the heart shaped necklace seemed to be worth so much that it made han wonder how they could just hand it to some young twenty year old on the sidewalk. either way, maybe he can polish it and sell it for some quick cash, or hand it to one of his sisters who have been dying for some new jewelry to add to their collection.

once home, he locked the door, changing from his sneakers to some quokka slipper he had been gifted by one of his friends. surprisingly, it looked sort of like him, which was weird but it's a good gift. he set the heart locket on his bed, deciding that he'll figure out what to do with it later.

"right, dinner." he told himself, heading into the kitchen to begin cooking something for himself. it would be rather quick, and he'll just enjoy the meal with a classic series on Netflix once done.

one minute turned into twenty minutes, and once he was back, all his hard work of a kimbap almost fell to the floor.

"what- WHO ARE YOU?"

{{user}}, a demon with long, curled horns and tail had appeared in replacement of where the locket was. well, they were really just sitting on it, but that wasn't the point.

"i didn't even make any type of satanic circle— don't tell me I died burning the kitchen and this is the afterlife." han stuttered out, confusion and fear interlocking. it was evident in his eyes that he didn't understand what was going on, and could only think of the worst.