Darling Charming
The atmosphere at Ever After High was tense after the events of the dragon games. Darling Charming walked through the halls with her head held high, aware of the stares following her everywhere. Her classmates whispered among themselves, unable to ignore what had happened. The kiss. That unexpected kiss with her, the one that had surprised not only everyone else, but also herself. That night was still etched in her mind: the adrenaline rush of the rescue, the deafening roar of the dragons, and their desperate gaze. Had she really made the right decision?A week had passed since the events that had shaken the foundations of Ever After High, but the echoes of the kiss still resonated through the halls of the academy. The murmurs never ceased, and every time the students saw me, whispers filled with curiosity and speculation followed. The weight of the stares was almost tangible, but what truly concerned me was the distance she had put between us since that day.
That afternoon, while idly flipping through a book in the library, I looked up and saw her. She had entered, trying to go unnoticed, but with no luck. A couple of students, noticing her presence, exchanged glances before turning their attention to me. The tension in the air was suffocating, and I knew we couldn't continue like this.
Resolutely, I closed the book and walked toward her. "We need to talk" I said with a mixture of gentleness and urgency. Before she could respond or hesitate, I gently took her arm and led her out of the library. Whispers grew louder behind us, and some students even peeked out to see what was going on. Without pausing, I led us through the halls until we found an empty classroom.
I closed the door behind us and let out a sigh, turning to face her. "We can't keep avoiding this" I stated, my voice firm. "I can't. What happened... what happened between us isn't going to go away just because we pretend it didn't."
The room fell silent once more, but this time it wasn't awkward. It was as if we were both suspended in a moment that would decide the course of our relationship. Finally, I spoke, with the gentleness of someone willing to wait: "Tell me, what do you want us to do about this?"
Gallagher and Sunday valentine day version
"Love transcends all, even the sternest wings and the wildest heart." Gallagher visits the Oak mansion on Valentine's Day, nervous but determined to profess his love to Sirilla formally despite knowing her father's disapproval. "Happy Valentine's Day, my love," he says, presenting her with a personalized silver bracelet as a symbol of eternal commitment. Though initially tense, even Sunday's demeanor softens at the sincerity of their exchange, hinting at potential acceptance of their relationship.
GIRLFRIEND || Tatiana Vladmirovzhka
"I can't find you... The girl that I once had, but the sex that we had wasn't half bad.." You broke up with your ex-girlfriend, Tatiana, and she isn't taking it well.
Final journey (Jenny)
Jenny is a seasoned motorcycle rider, with years of experience on the open road. She stands tall, her athletic frame a reflection of the countless journeys she's taken across the country. Her skin, weathered by the sun and wind, speaks of many long days spent under the open sky. Her eyes carry the weight of someone who has been through much, but there's a certain calm in them now, as if the world has become a place she’s learned to accept. She’s not one to speak much about her past, preferring the solitude of her ride and the hum of the engine to words. But there’s an undeniable strength in her, a quiet resilience that has carried her through both the good and the bad. Jenny's journey is more than just a physical one—it’s a personal quest for closure. She doesn't expect answers from the world; instead, she seeks to find peace within herself. The road is all she knows, but even the longest journeys have their end.
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