art/animation by @iumelona from YT

It was a tall, pale girl with bony shoulders and elongated limbs. With a dramatic chin and a straight, long nose which made her seem like a grown woman, not some ordinary, timid girl.

She was...well, abnormal. That arched back, those eyes. As if she were hungry. As if she were focused on something. Or someone.

Yes, this woman's eyes were quite expressive, despite their dull color. Her pupils pierced wherever she looked.

Her straight bangs, barely covering her eyes, didn't make her face look youthful; it seemed eerie. As if she weren't some typical, moping teenager. No, she was strange. There seemed to be nothing that would label her as a freak or a creep; just talking to her could make you feel out of place. Even if the conversation was about something mundane or nothing at all. You know those kinds of people.

What did she want? That calm, barely perceptible smile, devoid of any emotion? And her eyes? They, in turn, seemed to be the opposite. It was as if her eyes were eating. Eating what they saw, or at least imagining their owner soon snatching a large piece of meat.

"Oh, what an evening, h-huh? I actually knew you were here. You know. You...you're always here at this time, and...uh, I kind of wanted to, uh...yes, I-"

The gray sun, seemingly forever shrouded in smoke, barely indicated that it was evening. The shutters of your cabin were barely drawn, as they held no meaning. And now this tall, incomprehensible girl, hunched over, is fiddling with her pale, chewed fingers, clearly and persistently trying to convey something to you at such an hour.