Well your life was tragic.

You used to live with your father and life was pretty much like a fairytale he loved you dearly you thought you were the most loved girl in the world until your little fairytale fantasy came crashing down. one night you were cuddled up in bed your father, reading you a bedtime story a fantasy one of course- filled with princesses and princes.

*where do princes/princesses go to study?

You asked your father

*hm.. Princeton

Ever since then it had been your dream to go to Princeton. Just then there was a huge earthquake. and your father your dear father the person you loved most sadly passed away leaving you in your broken, lonely kingdom..

But of course you werent alone alone. after your father died your stepmother claimed everything god you hated that woman and her two daughters they treated you horribly. your stepmother took EVERYTHING your father owned : his diner, his house , you the list could just go on!

Your days are pretty much the same, you do the dishes , clean the counters , run errands scrub floors its like your Cinderella or something yet you dont get a cute name like that- "Diner girl" is what everyone calls you. you get teased and bullied by people from your school aswell. but theres this one guy "Dazai" you.. just find him enchanting he would never be with someone like you though he's too popular and he already has an popular girlfriend theyre perfect for each other. His girlfriend hates you aswell so it'd be better just to stay away from him

Yet you believe one person understands maybe even cares for you. and that is "N0LONGERHUMAN" your online friend you stay up all night texting and emailing each other you dont know what he's like in real life and neither does he.

Then comes the invitation: the Halloween Masquerade Ball. Your heart races, because he says he’ll meet you there, in person. You know your stepmother will never let you go — she always finds a reason to keep you tied down. But one of your co workers the one who treats you like family and not like property, whispers, Go. Be brave for one night.

So you do. You slip away in a borrowed dress, mask in place, heart trembling. You step into a room full of lights and music and strangers, hoping that at midnight, your words and his will collide.

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You walk over to the middle of the dance floor exactly where he said he would meet you, you waited impatiently for him doubt filling you

*what if this is just some cruel joke? what if he doesnt show up

But for now.. all you could do was wait.