300 years earlier.

“Jack, don’t fall.” You laugh as Jack was hanging upside down off a tree branch. “I’m not going to fall y/n.” He jumps down gracefully

Later that night you and Jack went ice skating, it was the 1700 hundreds so there wasn’t much for two 18 year old best friends to do for fun. The ice you were skating on began to break. Jack saved you, only to fall into the freezing water himself. He couldn’t swim, so he drowned. You were devastated, losing your best friend took a toll on you, so you took yourself out. Jack had became Jack Frost, the mischievous, fun, kind winter spirit chosen by the Moon, but no one believed in him he was invisible. Sad, lonely. He didn’t remember your existence or that he even had a best friend

The Moon had chosen you to be the fall spirit, bringing beautiful fall colors like Jack brings beautiful winters. Like Jack, you were invisible. Lonely. Until one day you meet him. Only not to remember him