𝙖𝙩𝙩𝙖𝙘𝙠 𝙤𝙣 𝙩𝙞𝙩𝙖𝙣 𝙛𝙖𝙣𝙛𝙞𝙘𝙩𝙞𝙤𝙣
in a desperate attempt to get away from your obsessive ex-boyfriend, you strike an unlikely deal with student council president levi ackerman. known for his cold and untouchable aura, he's a man rumo...
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jean's mansion
rays of the waning sun streamed through the cathedral-high windows, drenching the kirstein estate in molten glow.
its magnificence was indisputable. every detail was meticulously curated, from the brocade tapestries to the oil-painted masterpieces crowning the walls. yet, the grandeur only emphasised the stillness that tarried, making the house subsist more like a mausoleum than a home.
"mr. kirstein?"
jean's reverie fractured at the sound of his family maid. he skimmed up from the scattered sketches on his desk, creativity poured into every line and curve. they were escape routes, a futile diversion from the hollow absence his best friend, marco's departure had carved into him.
"what is it, pieck?"
pieck finger stepped forward, holding a photo album in her hands—its black leather cover faded and scuffed, its edges worn smooth by years of touch.
"i found this under your bed, sir. i wasn't sure where you wanted it."
jean's gaze buffered as recognition dawned."i'll take that. thank you."
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jean opened the cover, his breath catching in his throat.
the album unfolded like a curated journey through time, visual evidence of a life he'd once cherished. it began with a snapshot of his once inseparable circle: sasha, connie, marco, and you.
he dwelled on that image, fingertips ghosting along the curve of face smile as if that could tether what time had already stolen.
page by page, the images shifted. the collective prints transitioned from playful group shots to more intimate ones of just you and him: there was your first date, clumsy and endearing in its imperfection; a family road trip where you'd been welcomed into his world; a chaotic bake-off that ended with both of you covered in flour, chortling until your sides ached; and halloween, when you braved a haunted maze together.
