Playing with Fire (Rewritten)

" I can't do that," Toshiro responded as the wind blew into their faces. His white locks of hair swayed loosely over his bright green eyes. Karin thought about how ghostly he looked - a picture-perfect image of an otherworldly spirit. He didn't look like he belonged here, " This matter involves you."

~

6 years - it had been 6 years since she'd met him. More than enough time to move on with her life despite his abrupt departure. Now in college, not much has changed. The only difference is that her siblings are often away for work or school, or that she sees more spirits than ever before. Regardless, she could've never predicted that he would show up again - but not for the reasons she's thought.

(After a long time thinking about it, I've decided to rewrite Playing with Fire. This new plotline will differ from the old version while borrowing a few elements. Any old comments on the story or character interactions won't relate to this new version anymore. )