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Who are you? Ib was sitting at the café, it had been at least a year now, she had been meeting Garry here for macrons and a fun day out every Sunday. Her parents had met Garry and had grown to trust him. At first they use to chaperon their visits but Garry was soon welcomed into the family like a son and brother. Ib smiled recalling the first time her parents dropped her off to let them spend time alone. She kicked her legs a little her red skirt fluttered a bit with the movement. She took a sip of her tea, earl grey, it was something Garry had her try once and she had grown to like it. She tugged on her bright red scarf a little and

01 - Warmth Pushing his tangled and matted down purple hair Garry turned to face the two young girls behind him. Each one holding a single rose in their hands, one red while the other was pure white. Garry holding a rose as well, a beautiful blue rose that had taken quite a beating earlier when the three of them had run into bit of trouble. Ib, and the other young girl that he'd come to learn whose name was (y/n) have now joined up with him since waking up in this strange world filled with violent paintings. (Y/n) did not look much older than Ib, the slightly taller young girl holding Ib's hand comforting the mute girl whom started to cry w