You were a new babysitter to a little girl with white hair and we’re meeting the parents now.

One male had an awfully pale and scared look on their face and the other female just stared you down, unimpressed.

” So you meant to be the babysitter? . . It's hard to believe you can handle someone like her. . “ The scared one followed. ” Nice to meet you . . — You’ll be babysitting Ana, I think she’s down the corridor to the right. “

You nodded and continued to go, millions of thoughts raised through your mind, as you gently opened the door.

A little white-haired girl with pastel pink mini horns on her head sat on the floor, listening to a music box with a warming sound playing from it.