Chapter 1: The Unexpected Guest!

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Normal POV

Myra Hyveil is a 21 year old university graduate of Falcon Claw University, she was known for being a quiet, antisocial nerd around her campus for awhile. She wasn't as flashy or noticeable, when insulted she'd just grin at them and show kindness as a way for them to stop.

As she graduated university, finally free to the outside world. She had met Ava again, from high school friends, they had stayed in touch over the years. Despite their different personalities. As Myra had been looking for an apartment, coincidentally, a new flat had opened up on Ava's floor. It wasn't too cheap and not too small either, it was rated as a great apartment so Myra gladly rented it the apartment.

And now we're here. So let's move to our main oc's character~!

<<disclaimer: I don't own Aphmau's characters or story, this belongs to her besides my own fictional characters that would be fun to add into Ava's situation>>

Myra POV

"Jeez...these are heavy." I sigh as I drop the last box onto the ground of my new apartment. I wore my casual outfit of my striped long sleeves of white and black with a dark green t-shirt over it with a cute x_x emoji on it. My apartment was already set besides the furniture. "All it need is some hard work-" I say aloud to myself and I hear a knock on my door. "Coming!" I call out. I open the door to see Ava grinning at me. "Myra! Finally!" She hugs me tightly. "A-Ava...c-can't..breathe....!" I choke out as she lets me go with a cute snort. "Your as cute as ever! I missed you bestie!" She says with a smile. I chuckle. "You too, I see you've grown. You look so much more mature, unlike your same-old personality." I say with a smile. "And your the same loveable dork from high school~ Got a boyfriend yet?" She asks wiggling her eyebrows. I feel the heat rise to my face. "N-No way! You k-know that Ava!" I say nervously as I wave my hands around to show her or even try prove a point. "I know I know! I just think you look super cuttteeee when flustered." She giggles. "I have to go get groceries, I'll be back to help you unpack." She smiles at me before waving goodbye.

After some unpacking, I manage to clean out some stuff and even decorate the main living room, kitchen and the bathroom. All that was left was my room. I carry the heavy loads to a room which I'm guessing is my bedroom, opening the box with my box cutter, I see my bedsheets and even my old nerdy game set of Dungeons and Dragons. I chuckle at how much I played the game as a kid... I pull out my mirror and see myself. My long hazel brown hair had been tied into two low short ponytails with my peachy fair skin that showed my freckles on my face. My lime green eyes stared back at me through my thick red glasses rims. I adjust my glasses and put the mirror down on my table stand besides my bed.

"WHERE IS SHE?!" A loud voice booms above my room. "Prince Asch you must calm down! We were told not to alert any of the other humans-" Another voices says. "SILENCE! I am sick and tired of being bossed around by this human water mage. We must compete our mission!" The voice yells again. "Hold on, we'll take the information we need and we can go." Another different voice says. "The human will be treated as our prisoner on her arrival." The first voice says again.

Prisoner...? They must mean Ava! I have to stop this, I have to hold them long enough to call the cops on these crooks. I grab a pan from the kitchen and two other things in case it all backfires. I rush up the stairs and open the door. It was unlocked. I knew it! They must have broke in!

I rush upstairs with pan in hand. I break in through the door. "Who are you and why are you in Ava's apartment!?" I yell at them. "We've been spotted! Leif, detain her!" A boy with white horns and hair black as ashes, with a ring around his...horn? They were dressed in some sort of war cosplay...strangely I didn't recognise the film, book, anime or game they were cosplaying. Maybe it's an exclusive cosplay, but what were they doing here-

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