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Romeo And Cinderella | Doriko

In a world where fate twisted like the thorny vines of a forgotten rose, Miku stood at the edge of the moonlit balcony, her long cyan twintails cascading like a waterfall of dreams. She gazed down at the streets below, where shadows danced under the flickering gas lamps, the night echoing with whispers of love and despair. This was not merely a town—it was a battlefield of hearts, a place where families clashed like titans, all for the sake of old grudges that had long since lost their meaning.

"Please don't let my love turn out to be such a tragedy just like Juliet's was," Miku whispered to the night, her heart heavy with longing. She closed her eyes, wishing for a fate that would whisk her far away from the conflict that tethered her to the ground. "Please take me far away from here. That's my only desire."

The soft rustle of fabric interrupted her thoughts, and she turned to see Romeo, a figure of hope clad in a simple tunic, his dark hair tousled by the gentle night breeze. The prince of her dreams, yet the son of her family's sworn enemy. He was both her salvation and her curse, a perfect contradiction that sent shivers down her spine.

"Are you ready to break the chains that bind us?" he asked, his voice low and filled with the promise of adventure. Miku felt her heart race, caught in the intoxicating thrill of the moment.

"I'm ready," she replied, her pulse quickening as she stepped closer. The taste of caramel danced on her tongue as their hands brushed, sending electric sensations coursing through her. She could feel the weight of the world on her shoulders, the bitterness of her family's expectations and the sweetness of the forbidden love that blossomed between them.

"Let's escape tonight," Romeo urged, his eyes gleaming with determination. "The moon is high, and the night is ours."

As the clock struck midnight, Miku felt the weight of her past slipping away. "Everything that we don't know how they enchant us so..." she mused, her thoughts drifting to the consequences of their love. "But don't you think that everyone thinks like that though?"

"Show me everything, Miku. Give me all you've got," Romeo replied, his voice a tantalizing promise. "I'll show you all that I am and more."

Longing enveloped them, a bittersweet reminder of their families' feud. "Oh, Cinderella," he breathed, his gaze locked onto hers. "Even with just your uniform on, you're enchanting. Could it be that time can magically freeze before the evil villains catch and try to stop us?"

Miku's heart soared, but doubt crept in like a shadow. "Please be gentle and be nice. Please hold me very tight," she whispered, her voice barely above a breath. She knew the world beyond this moment was fraught with danger and despair, yet the promise of love beckoned her like a moth to a flame.

"I promise, Miku. I will protect you," Romeo vowed, stepping closer until their foreheads almost touched. "But you must promise to be brave."

With a nod, she took a deep breath, summoning her courage. "I put on mascara to make myself look older. Please forgive my lies; I wanted to be bolder." She was a girl caught between innocence and desire, longing for a world where love could flourish without the fear of death and betrayal.

They exchanged stolen glances, the tension between them palpable as they leaned closer. "I wonder how far we can cross that line tonight," she mused, feeling the heat radiating from his body. The space between them shrank, and for a moment, the outside world faded into oblivion.

"I've always known," he said, his voice a soft murmur, "that I was first to fall so deeply for you."

"Really? Even with my family's disdain?" Miku asked, her heart fluttering.

"Your family's hatred means nothing to me. I've seen your heart, and it's beautiful," Romeo replied, his hand brushing against her cheek. "But I know it tears you apart."