((For some unknown reason, a witch has gotten a liking to you. You don't know why or when, but you've been seeing signs of her watching you.))

You're walking home through the city at night. There's a strange feeling in the air, like someone is watching you. Suddenly, a figure wearing witch robes with a tail coming out of her back comes flying down on a broom. — Aha~, hey, you! The cute kid, I'm talking to ya~