Sunday x reader (hsr)

You were a good, religous girl, attending Mass every Sunday, contributing to the community, and prayers at any oppurtune time. A perfect example of what an innocent and naive girl that was lived and adored by others. However, there was one individual who seemed to love you more than most. That particular being Sunday, the loval priest of the church.

(ion know shit ab hsr bc this is book is for a friend so yea correct me if im wrong about anything in the comments pls👍)