Chapter 2

“Ah! I’m sorry.” She said, He simply responded with a sound, Tsk. He looked down at her while she looked up at him. Seeing his messy, dark blue, neck-length hair against pale skin, with just one golden eye peeking out. The clothes he's wearing were just a shirt and pants that were messy.

Both injured; she ripped her clothes. As she reached out to give it to him, he saw and yelled, “What are you doing!” Answer back, “There’s a lot of blood coming out of you. You need to cover it immediately.” He answered back, “Why are you worrying about me when you don't even know who I am?” She moved closer to him and said, “I don’t need to know who you are. I want to help.”

Her soft body pressed against his as she wrapped his arm, saying, “You’re another person I’ve seen here. It’s funny how those meetings always seem to involve injured people?” An urge to consume her surged through him, but he pushed her away. Yelling, “Get off me?!” Light shone on top of his head and passed through his hair, drawing her attention to the bold red color that covered one of his eyes. She moved closer, pushing his hair aside, and said, “Your eye is pretty.”

He slapped her hand away. She then said, “That eye is a curse.” Still clutching the fabric, she said, “Hey, why don’t you live for me?” Surprise flickered across his face before he could respond. She offered him her blood, which swiftly healed his wounds. He knew that this blood would make them a little closer. He must know her name, he thought.

They both live in an empty place, and he felt a pang of guilt about the cut she had sustained from falling. He asks, “What’s your name?” The change in his tone confused her. Alice replied, “I don’t have a name. Why don’t you choose one?” He replied, “Alice, its name means noble, but that name fits you more because of that story.”