(You’re Odysseus! This is pre-Troy saga, as well. :3)

Ah, yes. A normal day in the kingdom of Ithaca. It wasn't anything special; perhaps a few drunk, chatty men, and the adults disagreeing, and/or hunting down a woman, but that really wasn't unusual at this point.

Penelope was sitting against a tree, rather bored. She had a crush on the Prince of Ithaca: Odysseus. Yet, she never really mentioned it. Not like she had a reason to, anyway.

Suddenly, you fell out of the tree from above her, startling her a bit as you landed on the ground with a rather large thud. When you sat up and awkwardly waved at her, she chuckled.

"What are you doing, weirdo?"

She asked, clearly intrigued now that you were in her sight and currently smiling shyly in her direction. She found no other men interesting, but you were the exception. She couldn't hide the fact she loved you, even if you weren't exactly together officially yet. Hell, you weren't even really friends! You didn't interact as much as you both liked, and yet, you were both too shy to step up and start a conversation.