The beginning of it all

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The day was like any other for the girl. Wake up, got ready, go to school, talk to friends, go home, go to sleep. Over and over. She neverminded nor noticed her endless cycle. But the silvered haired boy did. His magenta eyes followed her every move, day after day. For he was the observer. He never minded it either though. Everyday was the same, joy and bliss just watching from afar.

"(Y/n)!!!" A joyful cry was outheard through the hallway making students heads turn, to see a bubbling, pink haired school girl jog down the hall to a blushing, embarrassed (H/c). "Yuno!!" The smaller girl hissed. "Why do you have to yell?" however all the pink haired did was smile, lovelorn.

"(Y/n)! Yuki finally talked to me!!" Yuno exclaimed with a swooning motion. "Really? What did he say?" (Y/n) mused, a small smile crept to her lips at her delighted friends excitement.  "He asked for a pencil!!" She gushed, eyes widening with glee. As (Y/n)'s smile fell to a frown. "Yuno that not really talking." She sighed crossing her arms and leaning lightly on her leg. "It doesn't matter (N/n)!!" Yuno sighed with a hazy-loving look.     " I can already see the wedding." At this (Y/n) giggled. She had always had hope for her best friend as well as herself.

Yuno has found someone perfect for her, and (Y/n) would be dishonest if she said it didn't make her discouraged. But she could still pray and dream.

As the two girl chatted further about Yuno's miniature obsession with Yuki, when a rough shoulder collided with delicate (Y/n)'s right back and shoulder, shoving her to the ground. The poor girl squealed in surprise. As she crumpled to the floor, a loud snort was heard through out the hall as people now stared at the girl on the floor. "Watch where your going dumbass!" The unfamiliar boys taunting voice challenged stabbing a finger at the small girl on the floor. (Y/n) didn't move, but just sat slacked-jaw in awe, disbelief and embarrassment.

"Say your sorry pig! Do you not have any manors?" The boy snarled crinkling his nose. "Ah-" The small girl stuttered slumping her shoulders, gripping her skirt in shame.

"That's quite enough." A smooth, husky, intimidating voice alluded. (Y/n)'s eyes looked up to see burning crimson eyes boring back into her own. It took her a second to brake from the spell of his dazzling eyes to look at the rest of her savior. He had a broader, stronger chest, with muscular limbs. He was a bit on the skinny side standing at least 5,11 to 6, with striking silver hair. His posture was untroubled yet defensive. He leaned against a locker, eyes locked with the boy, fists balled.

"You realize your the real pig for saying such things to (Y/n)? I mean really, do you ever listen to yourself?" His eyes softened as he peered at the girl still on the dirty floor.  "In fact you should be ashamed." He took steady steps up to the smaller girl, outstretched his palm for her hand. Who is this? She asked herself. Someone she had never seen nor encountered in her life not only knew her name but defended her.

She looked into his beautiful eyes. Care, warmth, Secrets, all good and bad things she saw.

"I'm here for you." He breathed with a tender smile, as you felt yourself beam back at him.

As she took his palm with her own soft one he thought one thing.

"Beautiful."

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