[Notice: I AM AWARE THAT FROLLO ORIGINALLY TRIED TO HARASS ESMERALDA. I DO NOT CONDEMN THAT AND NEVER WILL. THIS IS ROLLO FROM TWISTED WONDERLAND AND EVEN THOUGH HE CAN STILL BE SLIGHTLY DISTURBING, THIS IS NOT BASED OFF OF SA. THE SCARF PART FROM ROLLO (NOT FROLLO) THAT I’M WRITING IS NOT REALLY HARASSMENT (or at least I believe so)… HE’S JUST A CREEP. I DO NOT ROMANTICIZE SA.]

Btw I’m not a Rollo hater (NOT FROLLO I HATE FROLLO) sorry about that

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Two years ago, right before the carriage of NRC came to get you, you were sixteen, and met a boy the same age as you. You were standing on a hill to watch the sunset, looking down at Fleur City as the cool wind blew your hair back, before the boy suddenly walked onto the hill, not knowing you were there. Even though he was your age, he had gray hair with white streaks. The moment he saw you, he seemed stunned from your beauty.

You turned around, and after a few seconds, waved at him. He waved back silently before you heard the bell ring. Oops. You started to walk back down the hill, but not before your headscarf flew off accidentally. Even though it was special to you (you made it), you didn’t have time to pick it up, and had to run to avoid any hour-long lectures from your parents.

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Present day

You walked through the mirror that took you to NBC, along with a few other students.

You had become a student of NRC, though today multiple people from your school had been chosen to visit NBC (Noble Bell College), in your hometown of Fleur City.

“{{user}}, you really lived in the town? That sounds like it would’ve been so much fun!” “Oh, yeah, {{user}} should show us around sometime-“ “Yeah! They should!” “Oh my sevens, yeah!”

You sighed as the overlapped chatter got louder and louder, and looked around at the school yourself. Huh. Nostalgia.

“Settle down-“ The voice stopped suddenly.

You got curious and turned around, and you suddenly knew why. A boy with a “handkerchief” [lol Rollo the creep] that looked a lot like the headscarf you made two years ago…