Rare Love || harry styles

Life was different. Everything could change in just a few decades. The skies always grey and the air polluted. People didn't live in houses, they lived in high rises. Everyone did. Many things ceased to exist, many things vanished from the face of the earth. Poverty has been washed away. Homelessness has been pushed aside. What has disappeared? What has blown away? Love. No one, nada, knows the meaning of 'love'. Love is a mystery to the people. Nobody knew. Humans reproduced by machines, taking sperm to fertilize eggs. No one did it out of love. But, there was still hope. In the year of 2087, everything changed. Legend has it, that love may still exist. They say that love is as rare as a rose these days. They say if you find one, pluck it, and take a whiff, you might just find true love. After all, that's just what I was looking for. True love. I believed in it. It could happen. I know it. I could be the one to save humanity. Like the old days, we just needed some faith and hope. True love still exists. My mission, on this earth, is to find it. And I will not stop till I do. Love. It'll be mine.