White hair, purple eyes that was the only thing he saw as she jumped out of the window to escape the dreaded mansion.
Wait, does this even relate to my story? Read and find out who this white haired person is.
Then I found myself walking towards this house, in the middle of night. I followed the pull in my chest and scaled up the side of the house and slipped in the window. I couldn't see her face, but I knew she was the reason why I was here. I could never leave.