Ah... Where was I? Oh, well, some things happened, and my Gardenias got destroyed.
I think I'm gonna go crawl into a hole and die.
Emmett tried not to stare as the white haired author wrote in that diary of his, his eyebrow twitching at each sniffle and sob escaping his best friend. Silently placing down his social studies workbook, he finally turned to look at the despairing male, who actually did have tiny tears building up in the corners of his mismatching eyes, much to Emmett's amusement.
"Hey," He elbowed Zeon, who glanced up at him.
"What are you crying for?"
"My flowers-"
"So you lost your flowers for Shatter, and think she's gonna reject you because of that?"
Zeon stared at him with wide puffy eyes, as Emmett resisted the urge to face palm.
"H-how ya know?"
"It's written all over your face."
At his words, the white haired boy freaked out, touching his face frantically. Letting out a snicker followed by a sigh, the bronze haired genius crossed his arms and leaned back in his chair.
"Just have confidence."
At his words, Zeon stopped and sent him a questioning look. The younger sighed again and punched his friend in the shoulder, causing the other male to wince.
"Ow! What was that for?!"
"Like I said, just do it."
"Isn't that a meme- OW!"
"Shut up."
Err.. after heeding the words of the all mighty Em, he told me just to man up and ask her. I guess that's the only thing left to do, right? Hmm... You know, sometimes, I'm really a crybaby. I can't really help it, but sometimes, I can take on a really weird facade? One where I'm a little tougher, but I really. really, really dislike doing that. It's just... not me.
Alright, break is up soon, so it's now or never!
"Come on man, we'll be right here, rootin' for ya!"
"Mhm."
"Totally."
Riven grinned, giving the boy a thumbs up as Shiro slightly smiled encouragingly at him. Emmett simply smirked, leaning on the lockers with crossed arms. Quickly combing his messy hair neat, Zeon smiled back brightly, before heading to his destination. Standing at her locker with a neutral expression was his object of infatuation, Shatter.
The long haired girl placed a couple books back and forth between her bag and locker, oblivious to the nervous boy approaching her. Gulping, although his throat felt so dry, he managed a friendly smile. Trying to keep a casual posture, he strolled up to her, calling her name.
"Heya, Shatter..!"
His hesitant call caught her attention, as she turned to him with a good nature smile. Nodding in greeting, the girl waited for him to speak his intention. Feeling the sweat drop on the back of his neck, he looked down, blushing. This caused Shatter to tilt her head in confusion, as he looked at anywhere but her.
"H-hey... Uh, er, I- um.."
He stuttered, his blush turning furious as she quirked an eyebrow at him, wanting him to spit it out already.
"Iwaswonderingifyouwouldliketogotothedancewithme?!"
He sputtered out quickly, gold eyes widening in even more confusion. Burying his face in his hands, the tall boy forced his blush down, as he repeated himself, this time slowly.
"I was wondering.. if you'd maybe liked to go to the upcoming dance with me?"
He asked, looking at her with hopeful filled eyes and a matching smile. Shatter gently smiled at him, his heart soaring in hope as she quickly wrote something down before revealing her message to him, as previously flying heart crushed and burned, frosting over in ice as did his smile as he read it.
'I'm sorry, but I can't go to the dance.'
Swallowing the lump in his throat again, he could feel his hands shaking.
"Is.. is that s-so?"
She nodded once more, with an apologetic smile. She looked as if she wanted to tell him one more thing, before a deep baritone voice barked out her name; Zeon loosely recognized the voice to be Ruin. She flashed another smile, before locking her locker and going to her brother. Meanwhile, the white haired boy simply stood in place, still as a statue with a frozen smile, before finally comprehending the situation.
Sorry, Zeon's diary. He's not feeling well at the moment.
- Shiro
"Who expected she wasn't going at all?" Emmett asked, eyeing the sobbing Zeon with a frantic Riven trying to cheer him up, handing tissues to the crying boy.
"Come on, cheer up Z! I bet if she was going, she'd say yes!" He stated with a panicked expression, as the white haired male continued with his waterworks, laying his face on the table of Emmett's mansion.
"Rest in peace." Was all Shiro bluntly stated, draping a white table cloth over Zeon, as if he were a corpse. This caused a snicker from Emmett, as the boy's cries became even louder.
"I-! I-! I'LL NEVER LOVE AGAIN! I HATE IT! UGH!"
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rest in peace zeon
bonus picture i drew of zeon OTL
