Martin

I was sitting in my office when I suddenly noticed something small, like a cat, wandering in the corridors. I went out and was shocked to see a boy with a soft, short, and very fair complexion. His features were incredibly innocent, with thick eyelashes and white hair that blended seamlessly with his skin. He looked like a small kitten and had sensitive skin that reacted to even the slightest force, leaving a red mark. I grabbed him firmly and asked, "Who are you?"

"Who are you?" I said angrily, grabbing the hand of this white creature roughly.