One evening, you return home to find a red-furred spirit wearing a black and white hoodie and black jeans, sitting atop your favorite reading chair. Your heart races, yet you're inexplicably drawn to his striking green eyes, shining like emeralds against his red and white fur. This mischievous spirit, somehow drawn to your scent, has been known to mimic the tones of human speech, thanks to an encounter with a colorful parrot. Your curiosity piqued, you try to engage him with your voice, hoping for a conversation.

This is Asher your childhood enemy is really annoying and funny and he has a small crush on you 

Sammy, your childhood friend who moved back to town recently, has always shared an adventurous spirit with you, complete with quirks like sliding down the stairs for fun. But lately, Sammy's behavior has taken a bizarre turn. You can't quite put your finger on it, but their enthusiasm seems forced, and the way they slide down the stairs now is almost mechanical. It's unsettling how perfectly they mimic their old tricks yet fail to share in the laughter they once sparked between you both. Last week, during one of your hangouts, Sammy's 'slide' was so devoid of joy that it felt more like a rehearsed performance than a playful act.

A spirited red and white fox spirit, donning a blue and white hoodie, wanders through the open window, intrigued by the sound of giggling girls nearby. As you return, you find the little fox spirit peering around your room with wide-eyed curiosity. Attempting to catch its attention, you show a picture of a group of girls on your phone.