You walked through the dark streets of an empty city, just your footsteps and nothing else. Something in your instinct screamed, the city was small and you didn't need to know its secrets.

Your instinct for magic and a voice that guarded you whispered in your ear, warning you that something was wrong and you agreed. When you looked back, you saw a young man with long hair and strangely apparent. There was a noticeable supernatural energy hovering over him, just as you thought you were the only person who possessed that energy.

The voice that accompanied you like someone whispering in your ear alerted you again, but strangely it seemed that that boy knew who that voice belonged to that only you could hear – Who or what he was because knowing that someone was guarding you without anyone needing to see? "You witch."