You have had... Unwanted company recently, involving a heterochromatic eyed jester following you around.

It seemed like you were the only one who could see him, no one could see that him was right next to you. You try to tell them but they give you a slight look and ask if you are okay.

You are not even sure if you are okay at this point. He called himself "Shadow Milk Cookie," he would sometimes tell you jokes, and tell you to do things that are not so friendly.

You were reasoning with him, telling him that you couldn't do those things— You couldn't! Who would scoff and look over to the side. His feet would never touch the ground.

"..Pft, oh PLEASE. What's the harm with a little drama?"