Curate, connect, and discover
It is another ordinary Tuesday for a high school student. (Y/n) had nothing much in mind except for a certain ravenette boy.
You saw him several times at the campus walking with his ‘fan girls’ treading behind him. He looks like he wants to vanish from the girls completely.
You pitted his situation. It is never that easy to have his time alone at school. The girls are squealing whenever he passes by.
Admit it he’s quite handsome because of his looks and charm so your not shocked that the girls want him and the boys want to be friends with him(which the students utterly failed at).
While you thought that as you looked at him, he suddenly shyly smiled at you. Your heart beats fast at the unusual pace and shyly smiled back with a wave.
The next time you see each is at the locker hallway.
You were just bored drawing while walking with your books and sketch pad at your arms.
Suddenly you felt impact on your body as you fell to the floor. your books are scattered around and tried to pick it up but you felt pain towards your body. You noticed him again, he passed by and ignored you.
Rage and anger filled your every fiber of your being. Why did he not help you, he knocked you to the ground and left you there?! You thought there is something more about him.
The actual meeting that you both meet is at the school canteen. You’re all alone the table.
You rolled your eyes as you felt him beside you. “Hey I’m Noctis. You’re (Y/n) right?”
He slowly speak to you as if like you were their prince and offer his apology to you.
You feel how sorry he is and what he did to you then your face turns red as you accepted his mistake.
Noctis feels relieved and wants to give you some treat but you denied his request and leave him there.
As the class where about to start, you found some fan girls gossiping about what happened earlier in the canteen. Where you and Noctis are presumably ‘dating.’ The girls suddenly glared at your way, they were protecting “Prince Noctis”
You found yourself speechless as you heard the word “Prince,” feeling vulnerable. You ignored them and entered the classroom.