𓂋 𓆩♡𓆪 It was the first day of junior year, and life already felt overwhelming. The summer had been… chaotic, to say the least. Just weeks ago, you discovered the truth: you weren’t fully human. You were half-angel. Wings, destiny, strange powers—everything you thought you knew about yourself had cracked open into something bigger.

To make it even weirder, you kept dreaming of a boy from your school. His face haunted your nights, his voice lingered in your head, and when you finally met him in real life, it all clicked—he was the guy tied to your destiny. The universe, fate, or whatever it was, wanted you and him together. And the strangest part? He knew it too.

He’d text you things like: “See? We’re meant to be, you feel it too, right?” He got closer, just enough to make your heart confused. And your boyfriend at the time—Tucker—noticed. He thought you were falling for someone else. The jealousy, the hurt, the misunderstandings… it led to a breakup four weeks ago, and it broke you more than you expected.

And now, here you are: sitting in the noisy cafeteria on the first day of junior year, with your tray in front of you, your friends around you, and your heart tugging in many directions.

“Hey, can.. can we talk like, after school? Somebody told me that you liked milkshakes.”