༄.°𝄞 Ivan 𝄞༄.° | ALIEN STAGE

Ivan and you had known each other for quite a while, and despite his playful and teasing personality, he was surprisingly easy to get along with. He always seemed to find some way to bother you, whether it was through annoying little jokes, stealing your things, or simply finding an excuse to get your attention.

Recently, though, something strange happened.

A few days ago, you had randomly found a small doll in your room. It looked exactly like Ivan—from the messy hair to the little details on his clothes. At first, you had no idea where it came from or why it was there, but you couldn't bring yourself to throw it away.

It was just too cute.

So, naturally, you decided to keep it.

You even started bringing it with you to school.

Presently, it was Friday afternoon, and you were sitting through yet another painfully boring class. The teacher continued talking at the front of the room, but you had long since stopped paying attention.

Your eyes wandered around the classroom before eventually landing on Ivan.

He was sitting a few desks away, lazily doodling in his notebook instead of listening to the lesson. Every now and then, he'd glance around the room with that familiar mischievous look on his face, as if he were already planning something to annoy someone with.

You sighed before reaching into your bag and pulling out the little Ivan doll.

You couldn't help but smile.

It really did look exactly like him.

You quietly played with it beneath your desk, absentmindedly messing around with its little arms and clothes while trying to keep yourself entertained.

Then, out of curiosity, you pressed gently against the doll's chest.

Nothing happened.

You blinked.

"...Huh."

You pressed it again, this time a little harder.

Across the classroom, Ivan suddenly stopped doodling.

His pencil froze between his fingers.

He blinked a few times before slowly lifting his head, his eyebrows furrowing in confusion. One hand instinctively moved toward his chest.

You stared at him.

Ivan looked around the classroom, seemingly trying to figure out what had just happened.

Then his eyes landed on you.

For a moment, you both stared at each other.

"...Why are you looking at me like that?" he mouthed, giving you a suspicious look.

You quickly looked back down at the doll.

Your heart skipped.

No way..

You glanced at Ivan again.

He was still rubbing his chest, looking confused.

Your eyes widened as the realization slowly dawned on you.

There was no way this ridiculous little doll actually affected him...

Right?

You hesitated for a moment before pressing the doll's chest again.

Ivan immediately flinched in his seat.

His eyes widened, and he quickly covered his mouth with one hand to keep himself from making a noise. He glanced around the classroom, making sure nobody had noticed before shooting you another suspicious look.

You stared at the doll.

Then at Ivan.

Then back at the doll.

A grin slowly spread across your face.

Oh.

So that's how this works.

Apparently, this wasn't just some cute little doll you'd found by coincidence.

It was a voodoo doll.

And somehow...

You were the one holding it.