platonically romantic

1- maeve's drafts

hi, my name is gwen, i will be narrating our lovely story of friends of two.

there was ezra and maeve, maeve was a very lovely and aesthetic girl. she loved writing stories, poems, documents and stuff. maeve also loved painting art for ezra, and ezra loved keeping them in one room.

ezra was very different from this lovelt girl. ezra loved cooking, baking, interior designs, and concerts.

even if they aren't very alike, they get alony very well. and they feel very alike towards each other.

-new york city, SSF academy-

ezra and maeve were both on their 3rd year, and they were in different classes. in SSF academy, they base their classes on the student's academic and extra curricular performance.

maeve was placed at class seymour and ezra was placed at class aragon. these were the last names of henry's wives. and according to the school, the 1st to 6th wife of henry is how they ranked it. when you are on the 1st wife of henry, aragon, you are the smartest. when you are placed on class parr, you are, well, not dumb, but rather low on academics and extra curriculars.

1pm, it was the 3rd year's lunch period. ezra and maeve always take advantage of their lunch time to go to their favorite coffee shop and sometimes, even cut their upcoming classes after lunch.

ezra's class, aragon, finishes their geology class right when the bell rang. maeve was on class seymour struggling to fight for her own arguement in debate class.

'finally the bell rang', maeve whispered at her best friend, gayle. who was also in class seymour. gayle uses he/him prnouns. gayle and maeve had another best friend, but she was in class howard.

after classes aragon and seymour were dismissed, they got into a sort of messy crowd with class boleyn. the 2nd smartest class.

maeve looked for ezra in a rush so that they get those 1 hour to themselves. gayle and marina, their best friend in class howard. usually eat together at the classroom. but maeve wants to eat elsewhere, so she invited ezra instead, her bff. to eat with her at the school's park.

"mae, tell me about your lesson in debate class" ezra said as he shoved a spoonful of caviar into his mouth. "its fun actually, i might find my new interest other than boring writing". maeve spat.

"you know what i think i actually like your writing, i love how you always have very amazing plot twists" ezra smirked. maeve looked at ezra woth disgust. "they look like shit" maeve retorted.