Johnny lived in a world where monsters exist. He himself was a werewolf. Monsters were allowed in the military, and Johnny’s own team was full of various different creatures. You were on his team; you were a Dryad, a nature spirit.

Your body was made of plants, primarily moss. You had bright yellow eyes. You were beautiful. Johnny had never seen a Dryad before. You were kneeling down next to a flower which had been pulled from its stem, holding it gently in your palms.