Figure POV:
I kept walking four corners in my room. I never stopped to sit down and rest my legs for a little. Curiousity was filling my head. I kept checking the time on my braille wrist watch. My mind was filled with questions. But I managed to swipe them off, my excitement grew bigger and suppressed my curiosity.
I let out a deep sigh and let my body fall on the bed. I still didn't know whether if Seek was going to talk to me about a good thing or a bad thing. Getting all excited now was a stupid thing to do. Well, at least I know what our little meeting is going to be about. He might reject me, but I am positive. Hopefully he will admit he likes me and we will finally get together.
Well, I still got one hour left. If I keep thinking about this, I will tire myself and get all moody when I get to the courtyard. I don't want that happening. Maybe I should take a nap? No, if I sleep more than I should things will get bad. I might offend Seek and lead him into thinking that I forgot about our meeting. Let's see what things we could do, and think about it...
I think I won't change my clothes. I mean, I don't know what will happen or what he will tell me so. Imagine wearing your most fancy clothes for a meeting where you will get rejected.
I could maybe put on some rose scent that Guiding Light always borrows from those human's store. But that could make Guiding Light suspicious, I don't want that. Also she might've used all of those things already... You know what? Nevermind all these useless things. Putting on some good scent is as stupid as wearing fancy clothes considering that I may get rejected.
I'm positive Seek feels the same way I do. But I'm not sure if he will want more time to think or something like that. Or he might even say that he feels the same but we're better off as best friends. That's the worst I could think of. I would probably lose control of myself if we had to keep acting like best friends even when I knew we both liked each other. I must prepare for the worst, he might even tell me to fuck off... But I'm sure that possibility has no possibility at all, because he acted like everything was fine back in the hangout place. But it's Seek, you never know...
6:10.
Time doesn't go on.
I'm getting almost everything of mine taken away by being blind. I didn't even get to see Seek for one time after we turned into these... no, we are not monsters. The real monsters are those humans. I am so thankful to whoever turned us into these powerful beings, from pitiful and poor humans. Talking about that "whoever", I don't remember anything about my past at all...
I just remember both my eyes being stabbed right in the pupils, with a sharp knife.
Hah, come to think about it, I don't even remember my name. Or maybe I didn't have a name before, at all... I just woke up one night, the only thing I know is my name being "Figure". Though I forgot my past, I never forgot Seek or Screech. That "whoever" was a weird person - or a thing. It was like as if it both wanted to give me pain by stabbing my eyes, and make me forget all the things that made me sad once.
I shouldn't be thinking about these things and pull myself into a mood! Today could be the best day of my life. But even though it might be, I won't get to see nothing but dark again...
I miss seeing the world.
6:21.
That's surprising. I haven't been hearing any sounds at all other than my heartbeat. Normally, the entities would be talking loudly and playing games around these times. I don't know what they might be doing right now, and I don't want to know.
I'm just hoping they won't do anything bad between my meeting with Seek.
I don't remember Seek's name as well, but a voice tells me that it was Sebastian. Or it might be just me acting up and finding that name suitable to Seek. But still, anything could be happening. I don't remember his name but I somehow remember his looks. He was a kind of short man, hah. And he still is - well, at least for me.
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Hold My Hand [Seek x Figure]
Romance𝐀𝐦𝐨𝐧𝐠𝐬𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐛𝐨𝐨𝐤𝐬 𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐨𝐝 𝐚𝐧 𝐨𝐮𝐭𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐨𝐧𝐞. 𝐀 𝐜𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐨𝐟 𝐝𝐚𝐫𝐤𝐧𝐞𝐬𝐬, 𝐡𝐢𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐟𝐚𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐩𝐚𝐬𝐭 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐢𝐫 𝐟𝐚𝐭𝐞'𝐬 𝐜𝐚𝐮𝐬𝐞. 𝐎𝐟 𝐰𝐡𝐚𝐭'𝐝 𝐞𝐦𝐛𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐦. . . . 𝐅𝐢𝐠...