A Leslin

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When I knocked on Stephen's door I was immediately greeted by a friendly face, from which I was glad to see after a while.

Stephen invited me in and told me to sit down.
He sat next to me.

He then asked me if I was sure that my eyes turned purple- to which I made very clear that they did.

A course I didn't say it in a rude manner.

He stood up and told me to look into his eyes and look at what he was going to do.

I was a bit confused on what he was going to "perform", I didn't really say anything, I just sat there and looked at him like he was an odd one.

Then it happened, his eyes turned orange and he disappeared from thin air.

I was in disbelief

The person standing right in front of me has disappeared without a trace. I was scared and confused.

"S-stef?" I muttered. I was in shock and I didn't know what to do, what to think, or what to believe.

After a moment he reappeared in front of me, with his orange bright eyes back to its normal brown ones.

"Jed Revon, I am a Leslin" he said with a smirk.

"And so are you"

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