I just really enjoy the game and want the fandom to grow
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And here are some reasons to convince you to read this book!
-These oneshots are gender neutral
-And even though the reader is in them there is no use of Y/n
-I try to...
.ೃ࿐ This chapter contains slight spoilers for Romeo and Carlo's backstory
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The Monad Charity House Boarding School, nestled in the embrace of nature, unfolded its daily routine on a calm and quiet day. The ambient symphony of birds tweeting overhead painted a serene backdrop, while a gentle breeze whispered through the trees, causing the leaves to rustle in harmonious response.
The school, with its humble presence, stood as a bastion of learning and community, its architecture blending seamlessly with the natural surroundings. The cool wind carried a sense of tranquility, a balm for the senses that touched everything it encountered. The atmosphere hummed with the promise of a peaceful day, where education and camaraderie harmonized under the open sky.
Within the school's grounds, students engaged in their studies, the rustling of textbooks and the occasional murmur of discussions creating a melody of intellectual pursuit. The teachers, dedicated to fostering growth and knowledge, moved with purpose among the students, their guidance a steady hand shaping the minds of the future.
As the day unfolded, the Monad Charity House Boarding School became a haven of learning, a place where the symbiotic relationship between education and nature found its perfect balance. The calmness of the day, punctuated by the occasional laughter and the soft shuffling of papers, contributed to an environment where the pursuit of knowledge thrived amid the peaceful embrace of the natural world.
Under the soothing shade of a willow tree, a trio found respite from the demands of the day at the Monad Charity House Boarding School. Romeo, engrossed in the world between the pages of a book, sat with focused intent. Carlo, a vision of creativity, delicately crafted a flower crown with nimble fingers, weaving vibrant blossoms into a harmonious circlet. Beside them, you reclined, eyes fixed on the canvas of the sky, content in the simple pleasure of watching clouds drift lazily overhead.
Romeo, lost in the literary realms, became a silent participant in the natural tableau, his mind absorbed in the narratives that unfolded within the confines of his chosen tome. Carlo, the artisan of the trio, demonstrated the art of patience and creativity as the flower crown took shape, a testament to the fusion of nature's beauty and human craftsmanship. Each petal and stem intertwined under Carlo's skilled hands, forming a wearable masterpiece.
As for you, the sky became your canvas, and the drifting clouds your ephemeral muse. The gentle breeze played with your hair as you gazed upward, a spectator to the ever-changing tableau painted by nature. The azure expanse above transformed into a living canvas, a dance of shapes and shadows that sparked imagination.
Together, the trio created a snapshot of serene camaraderie, each engrossed in their chosen pursuit yet bound by the shared tranquility of the moment. The willow tree, with its cascading branches and rustling leaves, stood witness to this harmonious blend of individual expressions within the collective tapestry of the Monad Charity House Boarding School.
