The teen followed the water mage down the street, she completely unaware of his presence- that he could tell.
He had been following Juvia Loxar for 3 days now, a few months after she returned from the GMGs, knowing that she would continue straight he was shocked to see her turn left. The strange boy paused before continuing to follow Juvia through the unknown streets of Magnolia. No, he was not from the city of Magnolia; he was from the seashore village of Rhode. The 14 year old boy ran away from his privileged life four days ago, he was disowned by his mother and had no family, money, home, or food. He slept in the streets at night and ate scraps from bakery's around town or from the trash cans. It a was serious down-grade from his previously silver platter life.
The boy turned the corner the bluenette had previously went down. He knew exactly where she was going, since she always took the same route home everynight, but tonight was going to change everything. When the boy turned the corner he saw that she was no longer there. He stopped in his tracks when he felt a power force behind him. The young boy prepared his magic for an attack but the other magic was faster than he was. A whip of water shot out and hit him square in the chest- knocking him flat to his back on the cold and wet ground. He blacked out.
When he opened his eyes again, the blunette he was following was standing over him, frowning. She was to pretty to be frowning like that.
"Who are you," her voice was kind yet stern. Exactly the way he thought that she would sound. "Why are you following Juvia?"
"My name is Jabal Loxar," his throat still burned from the lack of oxygen. "I was following you to confirm that you are who I think you are."
"And who would that be?" she asked.