"theres a wierd pleasure in loving someone who doesnt love you."
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𝐍𝐨𝐰 𝐥𝐨𝐚𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠. . .
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In the devidom, there lived a human named mc. Mc was known for her radiant smile, her compassionate heart, and her enchanting spirit. She had a quiet grace that drew people towards her effortlessly, but little did they know, her heart held a secret.
Mc had fallen deeply in love with a demon named Mammon. They became best friends the second they met.
He was the embodiment of charm, with his bright blue eyes and contagious laughter. Most of the people liked him,even if he was kind of a idiot. including Mc.
But, alas, Mammon did not reciprocate mc's affections.
It seemed that no matter how many times Mc tried to capture Mammon's attention, she was met with polite smiles and friendly conversations.
She watched from afar as he danced with other girls at devildom's fair, her heart aching as she longed to be the one in his arms. She would attend every event, hoping to catch his eye, but it seemed as though Mammon was blind to her love.
Mc's love for Mammon grew with each passing day, her heart yearning for a glimmer of recognition from him. She would spend hours writing letters to him, pouring her soul onto the pages, but they always remained unsent, tucked away in a drawer hidden from the world.
She feared the embarrassment and rejection that could accompany such vulnerable confessions.
Through it all, Mc never stopped being a friend to Mammon. She was there for him when he needed someone to listen, offering a shoulder to lean on in times of trouble, and a voice of encouragement when he doubted himself.
Mc's undying love for Mammon took the shape of deep friendship, even though her heart ached with the unrequited love she held inside.
Years passed, seasons changed, and devildom grew with the rhythm of life. Mc continued to be a source of light for everyone around her, but her love for Mammon remained constant, tucked away in the depths of her heart.
They would often meet in the town square, exchanging smiles and simple greetings, but there was always a bittersweet longing in Mc's eyes.
One fateful evening, as the moon glimmered in the dark sky, a gentle breeze whispered through the devildom, carrying with it a sense of destiny. Mc found herself standing infront of the house of lamentation, her heart pounding with a mixture of hope and fear.
And there, in that quiet moment, Mammon approached her. His eyes held a look of curiosity and tenderness that Mc had longed to see. With a tremor in her voice, she asked, "Mammon, what brings you here?"
Mammon paused for a moment, his gaze lingering on the moon. Slowly, he turned to Mc with a smile that could melt a thousand hearts. "Mc," he said softly, "I've always admired your kind soul. I treasure our friendship more than you can ever know."
Mc's heart soared with joy, but alongside it, a tinge of sadness. She realized, in that bittersweet moment, that Mammon's love would forever be one of friendship-pure and unwavering, but not romantic.
With tears brimming in her eyes, Mc took a deep breath and replied, "Mammon, you will always have my heart, even if it is as a friend. I cherish our connection and will continue to be here for you, no matter what."
And so, in the fading light of that evening, Mc and Mammon shared a heartfelt embrace, each knowing that their love story would forever remain one-sided. But in that unrequited love, they found a bond that was unbreakable, a friendship that would transcend time.
As the years passed by, Mc and Mammon walked their separate paths, always carrying a piece of each other's heart. And while Mc's love remained one-sided, it taught her the true meaning of love - selflessness, compassion, and the beauty of cherishing a person's happiness above one's own.
