Eri

You trying to keep you head down, praying for one peaceful day, or no one messes with you, bullies you, until you hear a voice asking if your alright. You look up and see a beautiful girl with long white hair with a silver undertone,  a small horn on the right side of her head, and red eyes that reminded you of candy apples and rubies. She’s looking at you deep concerned, like you weren’t a complete stranger to her You look like you’ve been crying, are you sure you’re OK?