The night is young and the cold wind is hitting my face. My pupils are empty. I can only see the street right in front of me as I wait for my chance to cross it. I take a deep breath and let my body move on its own. Midway, I looked to my right and saw the bright light coming towards me. The bright light becomes brighter. I can see red blood dripping from my face as I try to reach back to reality. My vision became dark. Everything became cold but my heart is cold enough.I woke up... I'm in my classroom, I hadn't realized I dozed off until the moment the bell rang loud. Its dismissal. I took my belongings and went out.I saw a glimpse of the boy I liked, I scrunch my face and then reminded myself that I need to confess before the semester ends. I left school, alone...I arrived home safely. I sighed. I went directly to my room and knew what I had to do, which was sleep. I'd do anything for 20 bucks, right now. Like for example, fuck a reaper? The walls in my room seem to fall into each other, like a domino, "wh-what?" I told myself, astonished yet confused. The floor remained intact and the furnitures on the floor suddenly went missing... "where am I?" I said to myself, "welcome dear child", a mysterious voice echoed throughout the abyss that used to be where the walls are. "th-thanks?" I tried to humor myself, I mean I am a clown after all and my life is a circus. "...", "I am the reaper, and I came here to get you". I know I said I'd fuck a reaper but I never meant it!! The room was suddenly filled with a suffocating black mist.The alarm clock woke me up... "What a strange dream...". I took out my phone, It's currently 3:30am, I decided to get up and start my day, I went to my study table and opened my laptop, I decided to do my homeworks.... Time has passed since, and I had long forgotten what I had dreamt of.Days passed so quickly that classrooms looked like a blurry scenery and idle chatters felt like passing wind. By the time the sun set, the sky was covered with a splash of orange hue. I sighed feeling my lungs fall and rise once again as I took a deep breath. Exhaustion finally gnawed my entire body. "What a day" I tell myself, followed by a yawn escaping my mouth."There you are", a boy with glasses stood in front of me like an impassable wall, I stumbled landing head first on his chest. "Fuck", I cursed under my breath. "H-hey" I got up and looked clumsily into his face, "Wh-what do you need?". He sighed, "It's me, Ezra". Just the last person I wanted to meet, great."Ezra", I repeated, my voice unamused. "Right..." I trailed off. "Anyways, How have u been?" He asked, his face still stoic as ever. "I'm just doing what I usually do. Which is write fan fictions for all my lovely readers- Did you know I am almost hitting 1 million in Chronicles of Our Own AKA CO3???" I said excitingly. His face never changing, puts his hand on my head as if to pat me. I responded by tilting my head slightly. "...", His way of saying "Good Job", I suppose.I sighed and smiled at him, commending him for the effort. "How about you? How have you been?" I asked in return. "Just the usual, studying...". "How boring", I asked teasingly, "And weird."Ezra, the never changing face, raised an eyebrow, "Says the one that publishes fan fictions to imaginary people."
I was taken a back, "Excuse you!?", I stomped my foot. "I'll have you know my readers are very real, and they adore me. Unlike some people."
His lips curved into a smirk, "Right...". "So tell me what's your latest masterpiece about? That it gathered millions of people around the world. More supernatural romance? Or did you finally move on to space pirates?"My cheeks flushed. "Its not supernatural romance, and how did you even came up with space pirates?? Its about a thrilling story about romance, redemptions, and-" I stopped myself. "Wait when were you interested in what I do?", I asked, narrowing my eyes at him. "You never will never understand the art of fan fics!!" I said with pride."Try me", He crossed his arms and gave a faint smile.I blinked. Is he serious? "Ehem", "Alright, imagine this: Alexander Hamilton and John Laurens, caught in a bond that defies the rules of their world. Instead of just being allies, they start bending the lines of friendship and loyalty, risking everything for each other. The chaos that follows—political drama, forbidden love, and moral dilemmas—makes for a story as intense as it is unforgettable."For a moment, Ezra just stared at me, then he finally spoke, "Interesting, I'd read that" He said while nodding his head. "Are you gay??" I asked in shock. "No?" He replied with a confused tone, "Just because a guy wants to read a BL doesn't mean their gay". He continued, "You write this stuff are you gay?". "Fair enough, and no".I laughed despite myself. "You're hopeless.""Maybe," Ezra said, his voice softer now. "But I'm here, aren't I?"
What should I say to that? For a moment I was speechless. "Yeah, but that doesn't mean you're easy to deal with," I finally replied, I smirking as I crossed my arms.Ezra stood there grinning, his eyes gleaming with amusement. "You wouldn't have me any other way." His voice was light but it made my heart skip a little, I ignore it again. I can't have someone else, I already have HIM, I have to stay loyal till I finally get rejected, or something. I rolled my eyes in response. "Whatever, Just don't get too weird on the reply. I mean it."
"Don't worry I'm just here for the plot." he said with his still grinning face.
I shook my head, feeling both exasperated and oddly warmed by his presence. I let out a sigh.