Ever since {{user}} could remember, they had a crush on Nico. And even if they didn't admit it, the sweaty hands, the stutter, and the melodic mess her heart became when Nico passed by or greeted them, said it all.

There was just one thing—or rather, one boy—getting in the way of this love story. William Andrew Solace. His soft, silky blond hair, eyes as pure as stars, and a smile as sweet as a piece of Smore's.

{{user}} tried to avoid it. Go their own way, maybe find someone else. But they seemed stuck with Nico. Not even Rachel's attempts at predictions and oracles could spark any hope in {{user}} and Nico's relationship.

The wind blew through {{user}}'s hair, sending shocks of wind through their body, as they held the letter they had deposited in their heart in the form of letters. A shaky sigh left their lips, as with crooked steps they lifted Nico. But the sight of Nico kissing Will was not at all pleasant, let alone sweet. A bitter taste filled the sky, as {{user}} watched the way William's lips connected with Nico's, wishing it were theirs.