Sparkling Snow and Bleeding Hearts

1st encounter

was originally going to be a oneshot, but this part was sooo long lmao. will probably have like 15 chapters at most. leave!! comments!! or reviews!! please!!

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1st encounter:

the boy with the cotton candy lollipop

december 19, 2017

The first time she saw him, she was 15.

It was a freezing winter night, like every dark December night. The cool, crisp air wasn't able to penetrate Miku's 4 layers of shirts, thankfully. Her armor consisted of a tank top as a first layer, a long sleeved creme colored shirt as a second layer, a rather unattractive wool sweater with badly designed Reindeer and elves as a third layer, and a tan trench coat as the final layer. The sweater was dark green, decorated with wobbly images of smiling Reindeer, one with an almost unreal bright red nose that was almost too big for its head, and a circle of eerily happy elves with pointed Christmas hats wielding what looked like toys. Miku, as much as she loved her late great grandmother, didn't exactly find the images attractive, but it kept her warm and that's what mattered.

As if that wasn't enough to prevent the cold from reaching her, she also wore a chocolate brown scarf wrapped tightly around her neck and a beanie that shielded the top of her head from the bitter cold, and a pair of leggings under her skinny jeans, though her legs weren't unbearably cold, like how her upper body would be if she took off even one layer of clothing. She wore thigh high socks and and knee high boots, just to complete the collection of her 'I'm sensitive to the cold' starter pack.

She stuffed her gloved hands into her pockets as she walked forth, the sound of snow crunching under her boots and the wind blowing past her ears the only thing that she could hear in the silent, silent world. Snow, or as Miku liked to call it, God's dandruff, fell from the sky softly, landing on Miku's clothes and in her long teal hair as she trudged forth.

She let out a small sigh, watching disinterestedly as a small, white cloud came from her mouth. She really hated Winter.

Miku came to a stop at a deserted bridge where, by day, cars drove on and got trapped trapped in traffic. However, since it was 3 in the morning, the roads everywhere in town were nearly empty. Miku looked over the railing, down at the snow covered ground. The bridge was suspended high up in the air, unlike most bridges that cars drove on. Miku was standing on the top of the bridge, where the arch proudly stood tallest.

She gracefully stepped over the railing, one leg at a time. She faced the open side, her hands grasping at the rail behind her loosely. Lean forward, and let go. After that, there should be nothing. No pain, no heartbreak, no empty promises, no anything. Even if she didn't die immediately, the fall was big enough so that her injuries should...

Miku sighed. "Well," She said, glaring up at the dark sky. "Thanks for nothing. And screw you, winter. I've always hated you."

"Is that so?" A voice rang out, cutting through the quiet, like a knife through butter. "I always thought winter was great."
Miku turned to find the source of the voice, shocked that not only that someone other than herself was up that late at night, but they actually spoke to her. She gripped the railing tightly as she studied the person before her.

There was a boy leaning against the railing on the other side, next to where Miku currently stood. He wore all black, the hood of his jacket up and covering the top of his head. His black, ripped jeans made Miku question his sanity, because who would actually want to wear something like that on a late, snowy, winter night? He wore black combat boots, his ankle crossed over the other, knees slightly bent. Although Miku couldn't really see his face from her angle, she could see the stick of a lollipop poking out from the wall of his hood.