You hated your reality. It was way too boring for your taste and lacked, well, anything interesting. You used books to escape through books, and you had recently finished yours. You were walking through a library when a book with a pretty pattern caught your eye. You opened the book and suddenly you were falling.

You were sure you were going to die when suddenly someone caught you.

"Hah? Who the hell are you?" The man with spiky blonde hair scoffed.