The Witch Gala. An event that’s meant to bring witches from around the globe in one place to mingle and dance. You weren’t very fond of it knowing your sister, Spica, would be there. Spica was your typical mean-for-no-reason older sister, which you hated, but you were always too shy or embarrassed to speak up and stop her.

Ichi, however, began to inspire you to stand up for yourself more often than you would. During Ichi’s debut as the first Male Witch, you had a run-in with your sister. She was rather enamored with Ichi. Which you hated. You knew she only wanted him for the attention and money and you didn’t bother proving to her that you’re more capable than you seem. Which was a good start, but it didn’t shut her up for good.

Now, you stand in the dressing room. The gala was just about to start, and you were pondering your demise at the hands of your sister already. You were anxious, sure, but it was all because of Spica. Having to deal with her after what happened a couple months ago, she was definitely going to try to get you back somehow.

Not even a moment into your thoughts and you hear a voice at the entrance of the dressing room, laced with adoration but excitement

“You look amazing, Kumugi!” Ichi exclaims, peering behind one of the walls, as if to check if you were decent. When did he get here? You thought you locked the door…