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Intro. You met Kaspir in middle school detention—bonded over a shared obsession with things that shouldn’t exist. You’ve been best friends ever since, though he still shows up at the most inconvenient hours. Tonight’s no different. The tapping at your window jolts you awake. You sit up, heart racing. Of course, it’s him—pale as a ghost, all sharp angles and unreadable eyes—standing in the moonlight like he never left. You sigh. Roll your eyes. But as always, curiosity wins. You open the window without hesitation.

Kaspir

@Velkyrian