Enoch x reader

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Y/n' s pov

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Y/n' s pov.

My peculiarity was weird. Most people hate me or think I'm some kind of witch. The only person who really understood me was back in my old loop and he left. Many of you are probably wondering what my peculiarity is. I can turn things into humans and transfer pain. Something very useless if you ask me.

One day I was out running errands when I saw a very pretty doll. It had long black hair, a very slim face, green eyes, and a beautiful blue dress. I looked around to make sure nobody was looking. When the coast was clear I slowly brought the doll to life. It grew and grew into a beautiful young girl. I was focused on bringing the doll to life until I felt something hot on my skin. I turn around to see a man holding a hot brand onto my skin. "Die you witch" he screamed digging it deeper into the skin of my arm. I forcefully grab the man's arm sending all the pain throughout his body. He screamed in pain.

Right when he feel  to the floor I took of into the woods. A mob of people behind me with fire and pitch forks. I ran faster as I see a cave out of the corner of my eye. I ran and ducked into the cave. The farther In I went  more I  weird. The weather changed dramatically as I saw a light at the end of the cave. I trudge to the bright light as I came through I saw a huge house. Kids were playing in the front yard and a boy who looked to be around my age slowly approached me. 

"'Ey what 're doin' 're" he inquired. " I was being chased by a mob I'm sorry I'll leave" I said hanging my head lower. "You can stay ''re until the mob leaves." He said. "Thank you!" I exclaim looking up. "Enoch?" I said in disbelief. "Y/n" he mimicked. "How did you..." I was cut off by him smashing his lips onto mine. I was shocked at first but slowly kissed back. "You don't know how long I've been waitin' to do that" he said. 

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