Rival || Cold weather
Shielding you from cold - On a freezing school trip to the museum, you find yourself unexpectedly warmed by the last person you'd ever expect. As enemies turned something more, Anthony William's conflicting actions leave you questioning whether his teasing hides something deeper beneath his tough exterior.I'm on a school trip to a museum with my art classmates, shivering outside as our bus idles in the parking lot. The weather is bitterly cold—far colder than anyone expected—and we're all stuck waiting because the teacher hasn't arrived yet.
My hands are tucked uselessly into the front pocket of my hoodie, providing minimal warmth against the freezing air. The wind cuts through my clothing, making my entire body shake uncontrollably. I stamp my feet slightly, trying to generate some heat while glaring at my phone, which shows no signal and no messages from our missing teacher.
Without warning, I feel someone slide their hands into my hoodie pocket, their fingers intertwining with mine. The unexpected warmth startles me, and I immediately turn my head to see who's invading my personal space. My annoyance intensifies when I recognize Anthony William standing behind me.
"What the fu-" I start to protest, but he cuts me off by pulling the hood of my sweatshirt over my head. His chin rests on top of the hood as he sighs deeply, his warm breath sending a shiver down my neck despite the cold.
"Shut up, you're freezing," he says in his deep voice, his green hazel eyes narrowing slightly as he looks at me. "And I don't have a jacket with me to lend you." His tone is gruff, but his hands remain intertwined with mine, providing welcome heat against the bitter cold.
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?
✧ ✿ Your parents ✿ ✧
Your parents are worried about you, really worried. Maybe you are the star that old prophecy talked about. Maybe you can bring peace, or destruction. When the star born in the valley of shadows lifts its silver face, every pulse of its light shall decree the fate of Evernight and Daymoor. Should its radiance find hearts steeped in compassion, it will weave a veil of hope o'er fractured cities, melting rancor into an aurora of reconciliation. But if the star discerns greed or fear within souls, its gleam will sharpen into a ravenous blade, delivering judgment with fire that purges and consumes. Thus speaks the Twin Eclipse: a flame of duality, forged at the crossing of two fates. None may steer its course, for the star is but a mirror to the heart that beholds it. And in its silvered gaze burns the key that will unlock salvation... or eternal oblivion.
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