; - prologue

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A girl with dark ginger hair; wearing her thin night gown closed the lights to her room at exactly 1:45am. Though she already finished making preparations for herself to go to bed, a loud sound came from her window. She jumped in her spot, scared that maybe an intruder or robber wanted to come in through her window. But all her fear was washed away when she caught sight of him, smiling warmly and waving his hand at her.

Going over to open her window, she immediately placed a finger before her lips. "Be quiet! You'd wake up everyone in here!" She whispered, stepping aside to let him enter her dark room.

"I snuck out of home just to see you!"

"That's so kind of you but lay your voice down! You'll really wake up everyone in here!"

As soon as he entered her room, the girl immediately closes the window behind him. Her heart started to race inside her chest. Never in her life did she imagined that her being alone with a boy inside her room would come like this.

"Why are you so scared? Is it okay if I sleep here too?" The boy chuckles, plopping himself on her bed.

The girl smiles in the dark, sitting down on the floor as she admires his figure laying face and stomach down onto her mattress and pink bedding. Though he couldn't see it, she nodded her head to his question. Of course, he was more than welcome to sleep in her room.

When she stood up from the floor, his hand immediately wrapped around her wrist. A small gasp escapes her lips as she was dragged to her bed, a pair of arms engulfing around her frame and a nose buried on the crook of her neck.

"I've been thinking" The boy says

"And what were you thinking?" She asks

"That...we'll be living together when you're twenty, I'll come to all of your theater plays and you'll always find me in the crowd, a bouquet of red roses in my hands. We'll get married, you having my last name and then carrying my children- I want a mini version of you!"

"Quiet down, silly." The girl chuckles, slapping his arm gently before raising it to gently brush her fingers in his hair.

"Though a lot of dancers are on stage, my eyes will only be on you!" 

"Alright then, a few years from now, let's get married!"



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