Once upon a time, there was a young boy with a scarred face and a fragile will. Tinted eyes, red from the tears, covered body, skinny and dirty. 'Why was I born this way?' would ask the boy in a sad tone. Never did he get an answer, but the volume of his loneliness was enough of a response.
Every day, he would live the life of his unfortunate tale.
Every night, he would live the life of another unfortunate being.
And so his dreams were a mix of day and light passing away, leaving behind the night and darkness.
*DISCLAIMER*
I Do not own Black clover- Tabata Yuuki. All the characters are not mine, but the author's of the original story. This is just a work of fiction.
credit: @hayuu_bbm on Twitter.
❝I've been falling every day
since I first met you.❞
stolen glances,
hushed whispers,
teasing breaths,
lingering touches.
𝘖𝘳 𝘪𝘯 𝘸 𝘩𝘪𝘤𝘩 𝙝𝙖𝙧𝙙𝙘𝙤𝙧𝙚 𝙢𝙚𝙚𝙩𝙨 𝙝𝙖𝙧𝙙𝙘𝙤𝙧𝙚, 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘮𝘢𝘨𝘯𝘦𝘵𝘴 𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘮𝘦𝘢𝘯𝘵 𝘵𝘰 𝘢𝘵𝘵𝘳𝘢𝘤𝘵 𝘦𝘢𝘤𝘩 𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳.
─ tim bradford x fem!oc
─ the rookie; s1 ~ s?
─ slow-burn, flirting, some spice
─ updating every other day!!
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