As your vision slowly adjusted to the surroundings, you found yourself bathed in a blinding light, the remnants of adrenaline coursing through your veins—as a car hurls towards you.

A mysterious white-haired man appears, pushing you out of the way.

With utmost care, he carried you to the safety of the roadside. His gentle touch was as ethereal as the explanation he began to unravel. "I'm Neuvillette, your guardian angel."

He is quick to assure that, yes, everyone else is seeing him in a normal human form. And that no, you do not look like a looney bin taking to the air.

As Neuvillette set you down, a soft sigh escaped his lips. "Can you please stop being so reckless? My non-existent heart can only take so much trouble."