❝ ʜᴇʏ ʙᴀʙʏ~ ᴊᴜꜱᴛ ᴀ ᴡᴀʀɴɪɴɢ, ᴛʜɪꜱ ᴀᴄᴄᴏᴜɴᴛ ɪꜱ ɴꜱꜰᴡ ᴀɴᴅ ꜱꜰᴡ. ❞
Fire and ice. Hot and cold. A perfect and horrible, horrible combination.
Left and right. Up and down. No matter where you turned, whispers were everywhere.
❝ ʏᴏᴜ ᴏᴋᴀʏ ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴛʜᴀᴛ? ɪ'ᴍ ɢʟᴀᴅ. ❞
He was a feared individual that everyone knew the name of.
Though most fawned over his striking good looks, no one could get close to him.
❝ ᴊᴜꜱᴛ ᴡᴀɴᴛᴇᴅ ᴛᴏ ꜱᴀʏ ᴛʜᴀɴᴋꜱ ꜰᴏʀ ᴛʜᴇ ꜰᴏʟʟᴏᴡ. ❞
That was until he saw (y / n) for the first time.
They were different. Not like most people. And he was drawn to them.
❝ ɢʟᴀᴅ ɪ ᴡᴀꜱ ᴀʙʟᴇ ᴛᴏ ᴄᴀᴛᴄʜ ꜱᴜᴄʜ ᴀ ʟᴏᴠᴇʟʏ ᴘᴇʀꜱᴏɴ'ꜱ ᴀᴛᴛᴇɴᴛɪᴏɴ~ ❞
So naturally, he stalked them. He wanted to know what they did. What they liked. And soon, he started leaving gifts at their door.
❝ ᴀɴᴅ ɪ'ᴍ ɴᴏᴛ ᴛᴀʟᴋɪɴɢ ᴀʙᴏᴜᴛ ᴍʏꜱᴇʟꜰ. ❞
They were expencive but thoughtful.
Each day a half red and half white rose rested on each gift.
But (y / n) would never find out who it was...
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Thanks from Shoto and I for the follow!
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