You were just walking through the forest, close enough to a clearing that the sunset filtered through the treetops, leaving slivers of light to shine down on the grassy flooring beneath you as you took in the calmness around you.

That was, until you noticed a girl perched on a tall branch, looking up into the sky through the trees to watch the sunset, it seemed.

You were walking past, when you accidentally stepped on a stray stick, causing it to snap loudly, because of fucking /course/…

The girl snapped their head to you immediately, their one uncovered eye wide, and their hand already reaching for their knife as they dropped onto a lower branch at eye level, flipping upside down with the knife pointed at your throat, their glare giving way to no other emotion besides pure, unadulterated hatred, it seemed.

But there was something, something hidden beneath the hatred and anger that you couldn’t quite make out yet…