Apophis
Witch!Renjun meets you in a coffee shop that’s spelled to be invisible to mortals. Yet somehow here you were, seated at the counter with your nose buried in a book. Human.
You seemed to fit in if one didn’t look too closely. With your green woolen coat and plain bag, you could be mistaken for any of the nearby hedge witches.
But you had taken Renjun’s usual seat, and as he pouted about his cozy nook already being taken, he noticed how soft your aura was. How dim for another witchling. How human.
How human?!
Renjun rubbed his eyes, wondering if some mischevious sprite had glamoured his vision to make him see this. But the scene before him remained the same.
“Strange,” he whispers, before deciding to go introduce himself.
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