"Who is that girl?"
A bloodied child was on a bed, Nephis was curious. What led to this boy being here. Naturally, she also wonder he could've been an assassin meticulously created to pursue her.
"He is a boy." Jet smiled at Nephis' indifference, Nephis wasn't shocked or confused. Accepting things as it is.
"Neat" Nephis was amused how she was fooled by the boy.
"Are you interested?" mischievous jet, misunderstanding Nephis' reply.
"I'm always surrounded by the most attractive people in the world, now it just felt dull. One more wouldn't change anything."
"So you are interested. And he is also a challenger of the nightmare like you."
"He's tricky, I'll admit."
She soon left the master and the boy alone. When the boy has woken up, she stands outside the room. Listening to them.
Blhughe!
'clumsy' she smiled, is he really an assassin sent after her. Her suspicious to everyone remains high. Nobody must be trusted.
"your boobs"
Thud!
Sunny was smacked outside the room. Both him and Nephis staring at each other.
He looked at a tall girl with short hair, wearing head set. Her slender figure made him puke once again.
Blughe!
'Am I that ugly!?' she was perplexed by his reaction.
Sunny couldn't handle the thought of what happened to him recently, being defiled he could not forget the sick feeling of arousal.
The wounds he got from the gang still remained, and with the smack of a master he fainted moments later while also puking.
Nephis grabbed him before he fell down on his vomit. She felt intrigued, with her being sheltered only talking to teachers and maids she didn't know what to do. Losing her parents early didn't help much either.
Waking up again he now finds himself beside the girl he last saw. The police station didn't really have room for criminals anymore, as the station was mostly just for defenses not for keeping prisoners.
The only vacant room is now filled with two people sharing a bed. Sunny left, unease of her presence. Nephis was just hurt by his patterns.
'This is new.' she never understood the feeling of being ugly, only now. Looking at the mirror, she does look different now.
"I look... unique?" Her grey eyes added more to her strangeness. She didn't care much about appearances until a trigger from Sunny forced her to be conscious of herself.
Soon the two was transported to the academy, where dreamers are prepared for the winter solstice.
Sunny realize his flaw and his ability. Unable to lie and a shadow with an attitude.
"I can't lie!? Damn luck."
As someone who have used others, he understood that his thoughts is dangerous if known. Even more so with his true name being a curse.
"I might as well die, than become a slave again."
In time he understood how to summon his memories and also stare at his runes. Both him and her have a similar armor obtained from their nightmare, his puppeteer and her marionette
Although similar, the puppeteer's focuses on physical defenses and less about mental resistance. While the marionette's only has high resistance to pain, not really much of an armor.
The only ability that is the same is their shrouds can heal while being worn.
Meeting each other everytime was awkward, being unremarkable, Sunny just looks weak. Yet his ability to have another eye caught her attention. She speculated how his moving shadow works.
Despite Sunny hiding such ability she saw the changes.
"I'm Neph" Her introduction was blunt, Sunny didn't mind.
"I'm Sunless, people call me Sunny. I'm more used to it." His eyes constantly averted her. His fears hidden within.
"Am I, that ugly?" Urging him to look at her.
"...!" He didn't want to speak and he didn't want to feel, but she is his ideal type of girl. Someone taller than him is all it takes.
Memories of his mother, holding him and rain. As a child, his mother was his everything. Her embrace shielding them from everything, he was still small so he remembered everything being so big back then.