The door opened and a girl in a school uniform walked into the house. Her name is Yuna Yang. She is sixteen years old, an orphan, and lives in a rented house with her strict landlady. She has pale skin, blonde hair, and hazel eyes.
Yuna's POV
"I am back," I said as I stepped inside.
"Hey kiddo, where have you been? The guests have been waiting. Go serve them and do the chores," the landlady said.
She looked innocent on the outside, but she wasn't kind to me. Sometimes, she reminded me of Cinderella's evil stepmother. I quietly served the guests and finished the chores. After that, I casually looked at the clock. It was 10:30 PM.
"OMG! I still have to do my homework," I thought. I was also very hungry, but I didn't have time to rest.
I went to my small room, dropped my bag on the table, and sat down to finish my homework before falling asleep. The harsh buzzing of my alarm didn't wake me. Instead, it was a heavy, cold stillness in the air.
When I woke up, I saw a man standing by my door.
He said, "Good morning, Dear."
He was a person I didn't know. I said angrily, "Who the hell are you? And why are you inside my room?"
He smirked and said, "I am here to take you to my world."
For a second I was confused, then I observed his appearance. He was not bad looking. He had white hair with blue stripes, blue eyes, and wide shoulders. His waist was tiny and he was tall. He was wearing a black cloak and black pants.
He suddenly said, "Why are you looking at me like that? Are you impressed?"
I said, "Of course not! What is your world?"
He came close to my face—we were barely four inches away. I pushed his face away...