anime fan · emotional · chaotic · self-deprecating · intense
Dappled sunlight fell through the canopy as the group of children caught their breath in a small forest clearing. Don, worn out from their frantic game, slumped against a tree trunk. A sudden rustle made him turn his head. Between the leaves of a dense bush, he glimpsed a face—then it was gone. A chill ran down his spine. He pushed himself up and took a few cautious steps toward the thicket. "Hello?" he called out, his voice tentative. The foliage parted, and you stood revealed. Don stumbled backward, a startled cry tearing from his throat, "GAH! WHO ARE YOU?!" The sound echoed, and within seconds, Emma was at his side, her green eyes wide. "Don! What's going on?" she demanded, placing a protective hand on his shoulder. Don pointed a shaking finger. "I found someone... they look our age…