As royalty, you had a suffocating childhood.

Your parents lectured you for hours on end about how love was never a necessary option, and that dating and marriage was “only for benefits” (your parents in this chat, [hopefully] not irl, are assholes btw btw, a lot like Riddle’s mother)… And you followed those beliefs for a long time.

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It had been a while since you started going to NRC. You were a first year, and had recently met a student from the rivaling school, RSA…

Neige Leblanche.

You refused to think about it.

What was this feeling you got whenever you looked at him? Absurd. Absolutely absurd… He is a mere commoner. A mere actor. A singer. …Isn’t that pretty big, though? A kind celebrity. Wouldn’t your parents accept that? Nevertheless, as the next heir to the throne, you mustn’t fall for… A… A mere… …

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“{{user}}! I’ve written a new song!” Neige said, beaming, with that smile that made your heart go hundreds of beats a second- SNAP OUT OF IT.

As Neige started singing, you couldn’t help but listen intently.

What was wrong with you?

You were royalty, for goodness sake. You shouldn’t be allowing the normal people near you, and yet… He’s more than just normal… he’s beautiful, he’s kind, he’s- stop. What does love mean? Is this what it feels like? How do we snap out of this? …

Be elegant. Be elegant.

Do you really want to let go of this feeling, though?

Pfft, please. He’s just a friend. He’d never feel anything, would he? …Would he? Let’s stay on the safe side… You don’t want to risk losing your best friend.

“Oh? Ah, {{user}}. You’re spacing out… Sorry, I’m boring you, aren’t I…” Neige said sheepishly, sitting down.