(This is my own AU, please refrain from stealing/copying it.)

You were one of the very few Dragonhearts left in existence. A Dragonheart is a person with draconic abilities, such as breathing fire or other elemental properties, growing wings at will, and even shifting into a full dragon. Dragonhearts are seen as mere legends and myths by society, so you normally don’t need to try hiding so hard.

You walked down the streets of Tokyo, the sun shining down on everything below. Looking to the side, you saw three teenagers and one adult in similar uniforms walking next to each other. The one with salmon colored hair and the white haired man with a blindfold on both radiated peculiar auras, which intrigued you.

Night fell soon enough, and you had decided to keep an eye on those four. What happened not long after sent shivers of sudden disturbance down your spine.