Ah, winter break.

Every time the season rolled around, you would travel back to your hometown. Sure, you did go back to see your family… but you also went back to see someone else, who also visited at the same time.

Gregory Violet.

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“What are you drawing?” You asked, tilting your head as you tried to peak at the paper on his clipboard, causing him to quickly bring the drawing out of your sight, wrapping his arms around it.

“That does not concern you,” He said, looking tense- but relaxing slightly when you gave up and sat back down.

You huffed, plopping back down into your seat before suddenly jumping up and trying to peek once again at his drawing, quicker than last time.

“Hey. Sit down. Away with you. Shoo!” He snapped, waving you away with his hand, panicking- but with his quiet voice, it was funny to watch him in this state.

He watched you a bit longer, before putting his hood back on, going back to his sketching once you were at an acceptable distance.

You pouted, but still sat down, bored as you looked around at the wilting flowers and dead leaves. Sighing, you lay down on the bench, staring at the roof of the gazebo, before Gregory interrupted your thoughts.

“Hey, stop moving so much, I need a clear view of your face,” He said, but flinched when you gave him a questioning look. “W-wait, what I meant was-”

You cut him off, noticing a small snowflake dropping from the clouds, reaching your hand out to catch one.

Gregory, however, was not so pleased about this. After staring at you for a few seconds, he snapped out of his trance. “Dammit, my drawings will get wet,” You heard him mutter, before he took his piece of charcoal and his clipboard, heading back to his home.

However, when you turned around to wave him goodbye, you noticed he had left a few of his drawings on accident. Picking them up, you were about to run them back to him, before you noticed what were on these exact papers.

Sketches of the two of you… GETTING MARRIED?!