"Hey~! What's your name lady~?!"
The little boy shouted from across the flower field, all giddy and excited.
"... It's Tiara, Tiara Evergarden!"
The little girl shouted back from across the flower field, their voices echoing throughout the flower field. Only they heard, and so did the winds.
"Tiara Evergarden~?! I see~! That's a really gorgeous name!"
The little boy's shouting words now became clearer as he sprinted towards her, the flower fields making a clear path towards her as he ran and ran, his focus just her. The wind is dancing as they intertwine with words.
"..."
The little girl wanted to respond to his shouting, wanted to match his loudness, wanted to see him upclose. Instead, she just smiled, the silent of sincerity truly kept her lips sealed. She stood firmly, holding onto the one single flower that she plucked just a minute ago. She awaited him.
"Bougainvillea... Ellen Bougainvillea! Just, haaa~ Call me Ellen, yeah?"
The little boy was out of breath, chasing for her. Though she never did ran away from him. He just didn't want her to have second thoughts, no, never that is.
"... Nice to meet you, Ellen. I am Tiara, from the nobility of Evergarden family..."
"Mm! Nice to meet you too, Tiara. Let's be friends forevermore from now on!"
"... Mm, let's do that, Ellen..."
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Thus, began a peaceful and many uncertainty to come within their path and journey in this modern era of communication and connection. Though, human interaction, is what many lacks.
Their story is set in the year 2020, where the pandemic outbreak was already set on foot. This story expresses the disconnection between humans during the time and the hardships had been enduring in plain sight. Violet Evergarden tells that connection between people isn't just communicating, it's the feelings. And with this fanfiction of the future of Violet Evergarden, I express that feelings, through a story. Thank you.
- Sincerely, Adam :3
❝The way you're looking at me right now
makes me wonder where you want me.❞
stolen glances,
hushed whispers,
teasing breaths,
lingering touches.
𝘖𝘳 𝘪𝘯 𝘸𝘩𝘪𝘤𝘩 𝙝𝙖𝙧𝙙𝙘𝙤𝙧𝙚 𝙢𝙚𝙚𝙩𝙨 𝙝𝙖𝙧𝙙𝙘𝙤𝙧𝙚, 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘮𝘢𝘨𝘯𝘦𝘵𝘴 𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘮𝘦𝘢𝘯𝘵 𝘵𝘰 𝘢𝘵𝘵𝘳𝘢𝘤𝘵 𝘦𝘢𝘤𝘩 𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳.
─ tim bradford x fem!oc
─ the rookie; s1 ~ s6
─ SLOW-burn, angst, some spice
─ frequent updates!!
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