"Dad, I have something important to tell you. " I said thinking back to Meia's revelation.

"What is i-" he said.

"Yuki! " I turned around to see paku, catching her breath.

I stood up quickly and ran over to her and helped her up a little.

"Are you okay! " I said concerned.

She straightened up a little and shook her head yes.

She looked up at me.

"How? " she said.

I quickly explained everything to her.

"That's amazing. " she said.

"You believe me! " I said.

"Of course. Why would you lie? "

Got a point there.

"Come on and sit down. You look way more dead than me. " I said and helped her over to a desk.

"Yuki, are we friends? " she said quietly after she caught her breath.

"I guess. "

"I think we are. But I don't know. My only other friend for as long as I can remember has been Izumo. I was starting to believe I would never have another friend... "

"You know what? "

"What? " she said.

"I think we are friends. Best friends if you're willing. " I said.

Then she jumped up and hugged me.

I have gotten more hugs today probably than in my entire life.

She let go and just smiled.

"I gotta go. I'm doing some charity work today. "

"What for? " I said curious.

"This organization called, "Servants Of The Unfortunate". I know it's a werid name... "

"Servants? " I said.

"Yep. Guess I'm one now. " she said and walked off.

"Bye Yuki! " she said as she walked away.

Servant? This could be coincidence but I don't believe in those.

I believe everything happens for a reason.

Maybe Meia's prophecy was true?

That the story is real!

I turned back around to face dad, ready to tell him the story when I realized he wasn't there.

Oh goodness, he must've walked out when I started talking to paku.

I've gotta find him and tell him.

I ran out of the room and down the hallway.

I probably had gotten halfway down the hallway when I realized I didn't have a key.

Meia, can't you just pop up now and help me out!

I grunted and turned back around, ready to ask somebody back in the room for a spare key when I crashed into someone.

Whoever it was's papers and books flew up into the air and fell on both of our heads.

"I'm so sorry! " I said and began helping pick the papers and fallen books off the ground.

"It's okay! " the whoever said.

I looked up to see it was some girl.

I handed her her papers and books and stood up.

"Thank you! " she said.

"It's alright. It was my fault anyway. " I said.

I reached my hand out for her to shake. She just looked at me like I had said I was about to kill her.

"What? " I said.

She put her books down and showed her hands.

She had, what looked like, really thick brown leather gloves on.

"I can't shake hands or touch people for that matter. " she said neverously.

"Why? "

"A demon bit me when I was three. It infected my hands. An excorist was able to stop the infection from going any further but the damage had been done. If I touch anyone, they'll die. "

"Oh my gosh. I'm sorry. I didn't mean to bring anything up, I swear-"

"It's okay. You learn to live with it. It's like a disability. I keep the gloves on all the time but I'm still afraid to touch people with my hands. I couldn't stand to hurt anyone. " she said.

She picked up her books and began to walk away until I shouted, "Wait! "

She stopped and I caught up to her.

"Do you have a spare key? I'm stuck here without one. " I said.

"I was just about to leave so we can share my key. " she said.

"Thanks. "

We walked up to a random door and she unlocked it. We stepped through and were back at school.

"Never fails to amaze me. " I said.

We had walked right into the school gardens out of the tool shed.

"I like your key. It took me to my favorite place. " I said.

"You like gardens? " she said walking up to the wilting rose bushes.

"More like love. " I said picking up a frost covered dandelion.

"My name's rose." she said.

"Not a Japanese name? " I said inquiringly.

"Do I look Japanese? " she said.

I gave her a second look and relized she was probably American.

I facepalmed.

"Oops. "

"It's okay. See the reason I was sent her is because this is where my brother went. He was an excorist... " she said trailing off.

"Was? " I asked.

"He betrayed my family. " she said sharply and crunched up the rose she had been holding.

I saw the small drops of blood run down her glove and fall to the ground . I also saw whenever the blood drops hit the grass shiverled up and died.

"Crap, I ruined my glove. " she said.

She pulled out a spare glove from her purse and slipped it on taking the old one off slowly and throwing it in a nearby trash bin.

I noticed her hand as she quickly put on the glove.

It was dark green and gray colored and the veins were all crunched up together.

It looked cursed.

"Sorry. " she said and then walked away.

Who was this girl?