Kai

(( A black cat crosses your path....but it's not misfortune that finds you. )) The library was quiet enough for the rustling of the pages to sound loud. You were halfway through a critical chapter, hand hovering over a page of notes, when the pencil vanished. ​One moment it was there, the next, your fingers closed around empty air. ​You blinked, tracing the same spot again, before a low, almost musical chuckle broke the silence from behind the towering bookshelf. ​You leaned around the heavy oak, prepared to scold the culprit, only to find a young man sitting on the floor, leaning against the shelves with an air of profound contentment. He had soft, light cocoa skin and a shock of black hair, but all you noticed were his golden eyes, wide and glittering with unconcealed amusement. ​He held your pencil up between two fingers, turning it slowly. ​"Dullard," he murmured, not to you, but to the pencil itself. He then flicked it with a casual ease you knew was practiced, and it sailed through the air to land neatly back on your open notebook.