Sebastian x Male Farmer (Y/N)

A New Start

Y/N POV

The sterile buzz of fluorescent lights hummed overhead as Y/N stared at the endless rows of numbers on his computer screen. The clatter of keyboards and the low murmur of indistinct conversations surrounded him, a soundtrack to the monotony that had become his life at Joja Corporation. Each day blurred into the next, filled with reports, deadlines, and the hollow smiles of his colleagues who shared the same weary resignation.

Y/N sighed and leaned back in his chair, glancing around the drab office. The gray walls seemed to close in, suffocating his spirit. He felt like a ghost wandering through this bleak landscape, trapped in a routine that drained him of joy. What had happened to the dreams he once had? The visions of a life filled with purpose, adventure, and maybe even love?

Today felt different, though. A restlessness had taken root deep inside him, a yearning for something more. He turned his attention to the small drawer in his desk, half-open and filled with the remnants of a life he'd almost forgotten. With a flicker of hope, he pulled it open, rummaging through the clutter until his fingers brushed against something familiar. There it was—a crumpled envelope, its edges worn and yellowed with age.

Y/N's heart raced as he pulled it out, the scent of old paper flooding him with memories of his grandfather, who had passed long ago. He could almost hear his grandfather's voice, soft yet insistent: "One day, when the weight of the world feels too heavy, open this letter. It will guide you to a place where you can find peace."

With a mix of excitement and apprehension, Y/N slid his finger under the flap, feeling the pulse of possibility thrumming in his veins. As he unfolded the letter, the familiar, looping script greeted him, wrapping around him like a warm embrace. The words spoke of Pelican Town, a hidden gem nestled in the heart of Stardew Valley, where rolling hills kissed the sky, and a sense of community thrived amid the quiet beauty of nature.

Each line painted a vivid picture of the farm his grandfather had tended, a place overflowing with vibrant crops, laughter, and the promise of new beginnings. The mundane world of Joja began to fade, replaced by the vision of a simpler life, where worries melted away like morning mist in the sunlight.

Y/N took a deep breath, feeling the weight of his old life lifting, replaced by a burgeoning excitement. He could almost hear the whispers of the valley calling to him, urging him to embrace the unknown. With this letter, he felt as though he held the key to a long-forgotten dream.

Determined, Y/N stood up, smoothed the letter, and tucked it safely into his pocket. Today would mark the end of the old and the beginning of something extraordinary. Leaving behind the gray confines of Joja, he would embark on a journey to find peace, purpose, and perhaps even love in the enchanting land his grandfather had cherished.

With each step away from his desk, a sense of freedom washed over him like the first rays of dawn breaking through the darkness. This was his moment to reclaim his life, and he was ready to face whatever awaited him in Stardew Valley.

The bus rattled along the winding road, each bump jolting Y/N from his thoughts. He glanced at the letter in his lap, feeling a mix of excitement and anxiety. What awaited him in this new chapter of his life? As the scenery began to shift, he noticed the vibrant green hills and quaint farmhouses dotting the landscape, a stark contrast to the lifeless gray of Joja Corporation.

After what felt like hours, the bus finally came to a stop, and the driver announced, "Welcome to Pelican Town!" Y/N's heart raced as he stood up, clutching the letter tightly. He stepped off the bus, taking a deep breath of fresh, crisp air that filled his lungs with an invigorating sense of possibility.

As he took in his surroundings, a woman approached him, her bright smile warm and inviting. "Hi there! You must be the new farmer!" she exclaimed, her voice cheerful and friendly. "I'm Robin, the local carpenter. It's great to finally meet you!"

Y/N nodded, returning her smile. "Yes, I'm Y/N. I just arrived from the city."

"Well, welcome to Stardew Valley! I've heard so much about you and your grandfather's farm. It's a bit of a fixer-upper, but I'm sure you'll make it shine again!" Robin's enthusiasm was contagious, and Y/N felt a flicker of hope spark within him.

"Fixer-upper?" he repeated, a hint of trepidation creeping into his voice.

"Oh, don't worry! It's got potential! Let's take a look!" Robin gestured for him to follow her, leading the way through the town. As they walked, Y/N marveled at the charming sights—the bakery with its warm, inviting smells, the bustling marketplace, and the distant sound of laughter coming from the saloon.

When they arrived at the farm, Y/N's heart sank slightly. The cottage stood like a tired old soul, its paint peeling and the roof sagging. The yard was a chaotic mix of overgrown grass, scattered rocks, and dirt patches that hinted at the neglect it had endured. He could hardly see the remnants of what once must have been a thriving homestead.

"Here it is!" Robin announced, a mix of pride and encouragement in her tone. "This was your grandfather's pride and joy. With a little hard work, you'll have it looking beautiful in no time!"

Y/N swallowed hard, gazing around at the mess that lay before him. "It's... definitely a project," he admitted, trying to mask his unease with a brave smile.

"Every farm starts somewhere!" Robin replied with a wink. "You'll learn to love it, I promise. Now, let's get you settled in." She led him inside the cottage, and the familiar scent of aged wood and lingering memories enveloped him.

The interior was just as worn as the exterior, filled with dusty furniture and remnants of a life once lived. But Y/N felt a warmth radiating from the very walls, a sense of history that beckoned him to make it his own.

"Take your time getting acquainted," Robin said, her eyes twinkling. "And if you ever need anything—wood, furniture, or just some advice—don't hesitate to come find me. I'm here to help!"

As she left him to explore, Y/N closed his eyes for a moment, inhaling deeply. This was it—the start of his new life. He opened the letter again, letting the words wash over him.

With a heart full of determination and hope, he stepped out onto the porch, ready to breathe new life into this forgotten farm.

As soon as Robin left he decided to go to bed, Exhausted from the very long travel, he turned off the lights and than headed to bed.