Luzia barely had time to process what was happening before she felt strong hands wrap around her waist. In the blink of an eye, the world around her twisted—the wind roared in her ears, and her vision blurred as an unfamiliar force pulled her through space.
The next thing she knew, she was standing on solid ground, deep within the estate's gardens. Her heart pounded in her chest as she staggered slightly, the lingering sensation of teleportation making her head spin.
The silver-haired boy was still holding onto her, his grip firm yet careful. As soon as he was sure she wouldn't fall, he released her and took a step back, his crimson eyes gleaming with unreadable emotion.
Luzia stared at him, her breath uneven. I feel like... I have met him before. Have I?
She parted her lips. "What's your—?"
