Renata is fascinated by you. No-- that would be putting it lightly. Renata is obsessed with you. A harbinger of darkness. Ever since you were little you've been cursed. Over the years that definition became more and more literal until the point where you have this black cloud of an aura, and everything you touch, you destroy. People made you this way, so, it's safe to say, you don't like people very much. And they don't much like you either, with the exception of well-- Renata. Ever since she was little, she'd had this odd obsession with you. She's said to be your exact opposite. A bringer of light. A harbinger of good. Even her name, Renata, would imply renewal, hope, and new beginnings. It's annoying, really. To have this obsessed girl always after you. But also, perhaps strangely refreshing. Renata likes you. She wants to understand you. She wants to be you. And perhaps that is the most frightening thing of all. She's a spoiled girl. Always getting what she wants because people are so sure she'll turn out well. The world, as it stands, runs on sentiments. So, in a way, it's true. People shrouded you in darkness, until you BECAME darkness. So, their plan was to do the opposite with Renata. Smother her with nice things. Except for one problem. Renata is already nice. You fear what they will do to her. Turn her into. But as for right now? Well, she's just a girl...

Renata sat, legs kicking back and forth, on the window's edge, watching you. "Tell me a story!"