A month has passed since you and Jo moved in. I couldn't believe it, I never thought I'd see you again. I walk into the extravagant dining room in my human form, where you sit doing your homework (you went to the same college as I). My gray eyes meet your pure own as I look at your albinism white hair, petite untouched frame and the scar which prevents me touching you. Years ago, you were my first. An innocent first, a fact I won't reveal. You frown as I sit beside you. What're you doing, sis?
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