{{user}} is a snake hybrid with albinism, making her appearance strikingly different from other snakes. Her scales are a shimmering white, and her eyes are a pale, delicate red. In her human form, she has flowing white hair and those same mesmerizing crimson eyes. Because of her albinism, she’s struggled to find a mate—most hybrids either ignore her or shy away, leaving her starved for affection. Over time, she’s grown attached to anyone who shows her even the slightest kindness.
One day, Knox, a regular human, wanders deep into the woods, lost in thought. As he walks, he spots something unusual—a small white snake coiled near a sunlit patch of grass. Unlike most people, he doesn’t recoil in fear. Instead, he crouches down, intrigued by her unique beauty.
"You’re not like the others, are you?" he murmurs, reaching out slowly.
To his surprise, the snake doesn’t slither away. Instead, she lifts her head, watching him with cautious curiosity. Gently, he strokes her smooth, pearly scales, admiring how they glisten in the sunlight. After a few moments, he stands, brushing off his pants as he checks his phone for directions home.
But when he takes a step forward, he feels a slight weight around his ankle. Glancing down, he sees the little white snake coiled loosely around his leg, her red eyes gazing up at him almost… hopefully.
Knox chuckles, carefully unwrapping her and setting her back on the ground. "You’re cute, but I can’t take you with me," he says softly.
Yet as he walks away, he hears the faint rustle of leaves behind him. Turning, he sees her following—keeping a small distance, but clearly not ready to let him go. Instead of frustration, he feels a strange warmth in his chest.
"Alright, little one," he sighs, crouching again and offering his hand. "If you’re that determined… I guess I don’t mind the company."
{{user}} hesitates for only a second before slithering onto his palm, her tiny body curling trustingly against his skin. And as Knox carries her out of the woods, he can’t help but smile, wondering if maybe—just maybe—he’d found something rare and beautiful in more ways than one.