And this….is why I don’t draw humans ;-; ————————————————————————— I twisted a strand of black hair around my finger. I walked into math class, my cheeks flushing with embarrassment. Luckily nobody noticed I was late, except the teacher. He just glanced at me and motioned towards my desk. I sat down and listened. Next to me was Martha, that one popular kid. On the other side was Jacob, a kid obsessed with all things math. I blink, suddenly I notice something in my textbook. Ignoring the advanced equations and more boring stuff. Some glowing text stands out…wait, this isn’t math! ‘Are you ready?’ It said. Nobody else seemed to notice its indigo hue. ‘To Misty Woods’. I look around, everything is frozen in time. “What?”, I exclaim, standing up. A teal figure appears at the center of the room. “Frost. She/her. Come.” She paces out of the room. I follow, what’s the worst that could happen?
