Beauty of love (DISCONTINUED)

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Just like in The pictures that talk, I will ask of you, dear readers, to please refrain from any kind of insult thrown to characters. You might think your words as just that, words, but they can hurt. I am behind the character's choices, so before calling them stupid, a bitch, fucking dumb or anything like that, tell yourself if that's very necessary. I don't mind you guys being mad, complaining, that is fine. But insulting? Never. On that note, I hope you enjoy this story!

(EDITED) - I apologize to all the new readers who will probably experience a bumpy ride, as I will be slowly editing the chapters to make the experience smoother. This story was started a year ago and I improved a lot since then, you will definitely have a shock from the difference lmao.

Waking up, eating, getting dressed, going to school. It's the same old routine that keeps me going every day.

Boring, but you do what you gotta do.

"Y/N, hurry up or we're going to be late!" Rosé shouts from the entrance as she 'patiently' waits for me to get my bag and shoes.

I groan into my slice of bread and nod before running to my room, a messy nightmare. So many clothes everywhere, it's insane. How can anyone live like that?

Oh right, that would be me.

"Y/N!" she screams again and I swallow my bite quickly to shout back, her impatience making me nervous as I fumble through my room, feet almost tripping a few times on pieces of clothing. "I KNOW".

I grab my bag, fill it with my homework that's due this morning, one I somehow finished also this morning and then proceed to run to her side as she hands me my shoes.

I give her a bashful smile at the look on her face and start putting them on quickly while leaning all of my weight on her to avoid losing my balance and she sighs loudly, one arm holding me while the other hangs by her side, powerless in face of my slow pace.

"I swear, I don't get how you can be so last minute every single day. You've been here for two years already, you should be used to having to wake up early by now" she says with a caring frown as she helps me stand back straight, hands adjusting my bag's straps on my shoulders.

I shoot her an apologetic grimace and open the door before stepping out, her following right behind me with a shake of the head.

We luckily live not too far from our University so the road is easily done on foot, although my slow place is no secret to our friends and doesn't assure us an early arrival at the campus. It's not my fault, but I appreciate her sticking with me anyway, she must be the only reason I'm making it there in time every weeks.

Rosé pulls me by the hand in an attempt to make us walk faster because she sees the minutes passing by and we're really not going to make it there in time at this rhythm, my homework clearly the cause of this morning's chaos, certainly not me who could've done it yesterday instead.

"I don't know why I always stay with you when I could literally reach the school in seconds, it's like I'm your baby sitter or something" she whines, her whole body screaming A N X I E T Y and I grin, not feeling as bad about it as I probably should.

"I say the reason is quite obvious, it's because you love me, duh" I chirp proudly and she turns to me with a frown, mouth wanting nothing more than to counter that claim since I'm behind her current misery, but her eyes flash purple for a fraction of seconds before going back to normal, something that confirms what I already know and my heart swells with satisfaction at the sight as she huffs.

"You know me too well, it's making you turn cocky, young girl, but there's no time for that, hurry up! If we get late, I'm blaming it on you!" she screams before increasing our walking speed to one that is almost running and I start depending a little too much on the hand holding mine, my eyes turning horrified whenever her hold slips around my fingers.