C62 The Whiteclothed Man

Upon sighting the white figure, I snapped to full alertness. Raising my head, I finally beheld the enigmatic man clad in white, revealing his true identity.

To my astonishment, the man in white appeared remarkably young, seemingly my age or perhaps even younger. His skin and hair were as immaculately white as his garments. His features were more delicate than those of a woman