Even those who are lost can be found.... (Ohshc x M! OC)

December 24, 1802
In the streets of England, London on a cold, freezing winter night there stood a figure in the road, a child by the size of them, no one could tell if they were a boy or girl. The figure had hair as white as the snow itself, and their eyes... well, if you sit, wait, and as the bitter cold air blows through their hair you can see a flash of maroon were the figures eyes should be.
People were amazed! The child was crazy! No one in their right mind would be out in the icy bite of winter at this time of night! What was this child thinking!? They could freeze to death! Yet... some were intrigued, why was the child out there, were they waiting for something? If so, what?
Some thought the figure was an angel, by the pure color of there hair, sent by the spirits above to bring happiness and joy, Others... those who saw the figures eyes... believed it to be a demon, sent from the clutches of the underworld, there to bring grief, misery, and death... But, by the time the sun peaked over the horizon, the figure, was gone...

Early April, 2002
A figure can be seen walking up to Ouran Academy... they were wearing a slightly large black hoodie, which covered their hair with ease, along with black pants and a black bandanna with a red tint that covered their eyes. The person spoke in a raspy voice as if not used that often. " Big... Pink... Human interaction... Dear god this better be interesting..."

Disclaimer: I don't own Ohshc or the pic, I only own the plot and OC also this is yaoi, don't like don't read.
⚠️Warning⚠️ May contain swearing and morbid contexts