01. Friends Only I Can See

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I'm going to write her backstory for some chapters. If you're an inpatient peeps and want to skip you better buckle up because you will not understand and so do I.

Somewhere in a mansion, there's a girl. Occupied with the many books stacked in her room. Her petite body embrace the old pine skin that held the information about magic. Despite the size and thickness of the book, she doesn't care, she loves it actually. It keeps her wondering mind in place and let time run by itself.

Suddenly, she heard a knock.

She look to her door. She walk there and peek through the hole as she tiptoe her heels. No one. Not a single shadow looming in front of her room.

Then she heard the sound of the knock again. This time, she's sure. It comes from the window.

Her brow raised. This is the third floor, she think to herself. What could it be that have knocked her window?

She walk again, now back to her desk, where the window that has been knocked belong to. She pulled her chair so she can get up to her desk. Her short leg trying as hard as it can to hook to the table. With deep breath and sweats bathing her body, she's finally up.

Kneeling, she open the lock to her window, with her small hands she easily and nimbly do it. She push the window open and trying to peek her head out. She look the the left, nothing. Only trees and a couple of birds on their nest. She look the right, she sees her guards in their usual post. Her confusion just grow even more.

[Up! Up!]

A voice ringing in her ears. Blue and pink light passed her eyes and gone in the blink of an eye. She smiled. Following the instructions, she look up and there it is-

"Macsen?" The girl question.

There his brother, Macsen. Floating about on his broom. His ebony hair swaying with the wind and their iconic family's coat, tied around his shoulders.

"Wha?! You found me? Geez... This is not fun, I was about to surprise you," He whispered the last sentence.

"What are you doing up there? This is the third floor!" She warned her careless brother. She motioned him to get in before anyone found out.

"It's fine, it's fine, see?" To proves his point, he stand up on his broom. Both arms balancing his body as the broom float around the window, "Nothing to be afraid off—AH!" He slipped in the middle of his sentences.

"Macsen!" She scream. She grab his arms without even thinking, managing to hold into his hand.

"A-a-awawa!" Macsen's other hand tried to grab the help that's been offered. But he failed again and again. If this keeps going on, the girl and him won't last much longer.

"H-help!" The girl squealed, her eyes shut.

As if hearing her plea, the two lights from before came back. They went below her brother's feet. Trying to push him to get in through the window, but they're too small to help.

[Help us! Help us!]

They voiced out. Then, another particles of lights created out of thin air in front of her. They all gather around to push her brother in.

[Help! Help! Help!]

They all say the same words. Cheering each other.

She pulled him again. This time, even harder, "MmmmMM!" Teeth clenched, air slipping hear pearly white. Finally she managed to pull him in.

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