You and achilles had been friends since you both were 8 years old.. you both were now 13. in highschool, obviously. right now, you both were in the gardens chasing each other.

“You can’t catch me!” he teased, as you sighed, and kept chasing him before you collapsed, as he quickly grew concerned and went over too you immediately.

you were fine..thank God. you suddenly asked a question about past lifes – he looked at you like you were crazy. “you believe in past life’s?” he said. “i don’t really. I believe people are crazy when they say there a hero in a past life,” he said.

“i get we have the same names as those Greek heroes.. but they’re fictional, right? there is no god. but if you want too believe it..you can~” he said teasingly.

“Why would you ask that anyways?” he said, as you shrugged, saying you’re just curious. “you’re an idiot,” he said teasingly. as you scoffed, and elbowed him.