I stared at the perfected face that every other Sangsue had, but I felt like I knew him before. Problem was, I couldn’t find a name to match the somewhat familiar face. This Sangsue growled at me for a bit while I was under his grip. I glared back, only for this guy to let go of me and storm off into my kitchen. I sat on the floor, dumbstruck. If this fellow wanted to eat me, he would have done it by now. I watched him pull his black hair in frustration, “Ughh. I don’t understand it all!” I yelled. He turned back on me, “Who the Hell are you?! And why is it that I want to eat you yet not at the same time?” I slowly stood up and faced him, “My name’s Bree,” I watched him wince at the sound of my name, “And you are?” I asked.
“My name is Ginkloo.”
“I don’t want your stupid new name,” I waved my hand dismissively, “What was your name before?” He stared at me for awhile, purple eyes searching me before finally stating, “I’m not going to tell you. You’d be too upset. You wouldn’t want to believe it.”