Mine |H.S.|

Was love even a real thing? She wondered about it every time love went wrong. Was she not interesting? Was she ugly? What is ugly anyways? She had no idea of what was going on with her life, she had a huge list of lovers that went wrong. She used to write about them, about the future she wanted, but it always ended up in a fucked up way. "Love isn't real" the words came out of her mouth, but something felt wrong this time, if love wasn't real why was he making her feel like that?
He was H.E.S. and suddenly, she was his.