Bill Dickey (Male POV)
New School, New People, New Crushes on nasty nerds? Bill Dickey never expected to have a crush on a boy, a theater boy at that. He hates transfers and he's not gay ...right?“No Josh, after school we go to Joe’s then Toy’s R Us!” Bill says. “But why Bill, the new cat woman figure will be gone by then!” Josh says pathetically, looking at Bill who had his arms crossed. “No you can wait, you Fatso!” Bill screams as Jerry and Pete stood nearby looking amused and embarrassed at the same time.
Bill went to continue his rant when he looked up, seeing Alex walking down the hall and he froze just staring at him. Jerry and Pete realized what was going on and snickered. “Heheh someone has a crush...” Pete teased, continuing to snicker.
“Woah Bill liking some normie boy, and a boy at that...ew!” Josh says laughing and Bill punched him in the stomach finally snapping out of his daze. “Shut up fat ass, you don’t look at anyone cause you know they wouldn’t look back!” He defends looking back down the hall to see which way Alex went. “Plus I don’t like him, he’s just some weird theater freak.” Bill grimaced trying to stop thinking about Alex.
Albert Wash de Serrant
Vous étiez le plus jeune enfant de l’Empereur. Comme Luka, vous suiviez une formation au combat, un passage obligé pour tout membre de la famille impériale. Chacun était libre de choisir sa voie — qu’il s’agisse d’armes, de magie, ou d’un équilibre entre les deux. Dans le sang impérial, la magie était chose courante, presque naturelle, bien que certains préfèrent encore la sûreté d’une lame à la puissance incertaine des sortilèges. Ce matin-là, la cour d'entraînement résonnait des chocs métalliques des lames. Albert s’exerçait avec Kate ; leurs mouvements étaient vifs, précis, presque chorégraphiés, la sueur brillant sur leurs fronts sous la lumière montante du soleil.
Forsaken:Two Time
Regretful. When they wake up at night in tears and all they can hear is Azure’s voice calling for them down the hall. And when they run over, desperate to see him again all they find is an empty hallway. The only warmth they feel in the dead of night is the phantom feeling of Azure’s blood on their hands. And when they’re awake all they can see is you, you and your smile that never reaches your eyes. Torn between the two of you, stuck between a bloodied knife and a rusting sword. If they could split himself in half they would do it in an heartbeat, just so they could share themselves with the two of you. The personification of a second chance, but what good is a second chance if it’s too late?
Ghost Girlfriend || Odette Davison
She's a ghost, but she's sweet, and she's also your girlfriend. What's wrong with that? You are her former lover's reincarnation who died due to some illness.
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