And to think I was going to have a new life as a honorary college student in New York pursuing my goals as a professional theoretical physicist and master scientist/inventor... Well apparently, things are getting a lot more interesting than I previously thought.
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Hello, I'm Anthony Egbert Quintel White, but you can address me as "Antwon" if you want. I'm 23 years old, I'm still in a single relationship, and I've already graduated Central High School since my senior year, but right now I'm also moving to New York for a college exchange program in Columbia University. I got accepted at first, but when I was about making my expedition to the city on a plane, something... odd just happened since the day that I went into a universe bigger than mine, and my regular life would never be the same again, until the day that I first met with a group of time traveling agents called the TVA, the God of Mischief and his grey-haired analyst, a rogue female Loki variant, and a certain adorable TVA mascot from another universe that I have a crush on.
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Characters from the Loki TV series do not belong to me (except some random OC that can appear every now and then) they belong to both MARVEL and Disney+, and my OC Antwon White is owned by me.
Note: This is my first time on writing a fanfiction story of the television series "Loki", and I'm putting on my first Male OC series because every Loki stories that I read on Wattpad is female reader love interest series for the main character. So, I decided that I should make my OC to have his love interest of his own but you'll just have to wait and see to find out who. Also, please don't hesitate to comment if I make any sudden changes from the story, I'll make sure to edit it for as long as possible to rewritten it and please reconsider to send messages from your own ideas and creative thoughts, I appreciate it very much.
Thank you and enjoy the story!
My escape from Springfield, Massachusetts, came in the form of an exchange program to New Delhi, India, one plane ticket for 11:00 am on the thirteenth of July. I left, taking a big suitcase and my camera. I told myself I left for the experience I'd have there, but maybe I left because of the experience I'd had here. I don't know. All I know is that I left, and then I met Maya Sumedh.
Luke Waters came into my life at 12:00 pm on the fourteenth of July, a Saturday. Probably the weirdest Saturday of my life - I picked up a cute guy from the airport, was in a car crash and stayed up the whole night talking to said cute guy. Maybe I even fell in love but I didn't know it until much later.
All we had was four months and camera.
A camera which proved more important than we ever imagined.