Chapter 11. The Festival

The same eyes that instantly captured my heart are green and hazel brown ocean eyes. Those were moving eyes, anyone can feel her troubled life. 

In our world, that's the kind of condition we called heterochromia. She's beautiful. Wait? Did I just say that? Oh my… I don't like her, okay?

We were staring at each other for a couple of minutes. Her response to that stare gave me signals that she still recognize me. Despite the changes in our faces, or how long it had been, she. knows. me. 

And that’s on period!

But the color changed. It became black, and the shape looks like a doll. Still amazing, but it carries a dark aura. So dark I couldn't comprehend at all, and it hit my heart, causing me to be scared of her. I'm scared of her. But I shouldn't be, right?

As soon as I thought of being scared of her, she sprinted away. Without removing the bonded cloth from her face, she left me, again. 

"Terrence!" Zee yelled from my back. I wasn't