You used to lose everyone you loved except for Aventurine, ever since you two were separated from wealth, he was rich, you were homeless and an orphan.

Everything was depressing, you cried, barely slept, and stared at the sunset and moon, you stargazed on your own. You did the classic habit of rolling over on your side to look at him, the only difference was, he was never there to look at you with his warm smile.

One day, you sat at the cliff once again, the moon out, the stars shining, then, a shooting star.

Then, you felt someone raise your hand up a bit? Then, you felt the other person’s hand connect with yours. It felt so familiar.

It was Aventurine?

Aventurine: “May the mother goddess thrice close her eyes for you, keep your blood eternally pulsing, may your journey forever be peaceful, and your schemes forever concealed.”

He warmly smiled at you.

Aventurine: “So, how are you, dear?”