Your luck already twisted round horribly as you started to walk towards the first building you could see. Your mind went blank for a second as the sun suddenly vanished, followed by an angry boot slamming into you.
Dazed and confused, you gave a weak yell as the boot lifted off to charge up the steps you had once dreaded to climb. After a few steps, the tormenting foot began to slam you off onto the hard concrete in an attempt to warm itself up, dislodging you in the process,
"Did I step in gum? Disgusting" A white haired girl sneered down at you, before bending over, "Oh, it's a sticker" You could barely twitch as her powerful fingers pinched your tiny frame, dragging you up into the sky.
Finally face to face with the girl, you suddenly realize who this was. She appeared a few times in the papers as Weiss Schnee, her dad was quite well known and powerful where you came from.
Thankfully your body managed to pop back into shape before the dust user had time to stick you to her notebook, giving yourself the chance to introduce yourself,
"H...hello" You spoke, a little winded from being under Weiss's boot. You gave a brief wave as she slowly started to grab ahold of the situation.
"Your... small" She finally stuttered out, "You were... under my boot" You nodded to both questions,
"As far as I know I'm invincible, I'm also pretty stretchy" You called out to her, making her blink a few times before she regained her posture,
"Are you a new form of Grim," Weiss looked sternly at you, causeing you to recoil, "No human can be this size" Her frown grew deeper as she started to stretch your body, testing the last thing you said and not letting you get a word in edge way. "Can those monsters even talk" Weiss spoke slowly, thinking about what do do with you. It seemed impossible for such a weak being to be a student, it could just as easily be a spy from another, lesser, academy.
You whimpered as she squeezed your body mercilessly, considering her next move as she mulled it over. Surely she didn't think you were a creature of Grimm, they had no soul, they were mindless killing machines. Perhaps she was saying it to scare you, or perhaps she thought you were some form of spy?! You tried to communicate before she decided:
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