The Butterfly Effect (Nathan Prescott x M! OC)

"ꪮꪜꫀ᥅ ꪻꫝꫀ ᦔꫀꪖᦔ ᦓꫀꪖ
ᛕꫀꫀᜣﺃꪀᧁ ꪗꪮꪊ ᥴꪮꪑᜣꪖꪀꪗ"

They say every story has two sides, but mine feels like it was written in fragments. We were never meant to understand each other, yet we somehow did. He wasn't scary. No, not at all. He was divine, a lost soul, trying to grab onto something, something that can save him from a possible suicide.
Nathan wasn't the villain everyone saw. He was a beacon in my own storm, and I was a beacon in his.

(In this story, there is no storm nor Max's power. But the dark room does exist)