Valentine’s Day is approaching, so I’m going to write my first fanfic in quite some time! I had the idea for this a couple of weeks ago, so here goes! I’m using Jack and Adelia, two of my OCs from an old RPG I used to partake in.~ I’ll upload it as I feel inclined I guess. Who knows how long this will be?
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Two months. It had been nearly two months, and for the most part it no longer crossed his mind, but there were still days. The most romantic day of the year; that was one of them.
The unintentionally sullen boy walked down the street, hands tucked in pockets, and kept his gaze fixed on the ground. Honestly, he didn’t even want to leave the house, but h'ed been avoiding the world long enough and was starting to run out of mundane necessities at home.
Glancing briefly at the shopping list, the boy tucked it back into his pocket along with his hand and hurried down the road. He dared not look up, for fear of seeing the endless sea of couples. It was a mystery how he would find the store without looking, but he would find a way, certainly.
After quite some time, the murmurs of the city faded, and he realized he’d walked much too far out of his way. Hearing absolutely nothing except faraway footsteps, he glanced upwards, finding himself in the park.
‘What am I even doing?’ he wondered to himself, and in a fit of frustration he plopped down on the nearest bench. As if on queue, his phone vibrated. A little too quickly, he snatched it from his back pocket. It was from her.
'Hey, happy Valentine’s Day! No hard feelings, right? :)’ the message read.
“Yeah…. none.” he muttered aloud. He meant it, really. It was simply a shock to his system, adjusting after the year-long relationship came to a close. The two had been so happy together, but in the end their interests pulled them apart. She went to school to reach for her dreams, and he stayed in the city, unsure of where to go. He felt conflicted… stagnant, even.
As he begin to stir in these thoughts, suddenly the world went dark. Alarmed, he jumped up, and his eyesight returned, though the smell of bubblegum lingered. Someone had placed their hands over his eyes, and he instantly turned to see his assailant.
Before him was a vaguely familiar face, though to his surprise, he found himself looking at a head of curly blue locks.
–to be continued–
