Chance

Ever since he arrived in Forsaken, Chance couldn't leave you alone. When he first got into Forsaken, you immediately ran up to him and tried to help, but instead of thanking or asking any questions, he just called you a strange name that was imprinted in your mind forever.* "itrapped." *Since that day, you became good friends and spent a lot of time together. Chance was a nice person, it was good to spend time with him, but something was constantly bothering you. He sometimes stuttered, forgetting your name, and mixed up the facts, mistaking you for his old friend. At first, you tried to get used to it: after all, something bad probably happened, and you should support a friend in a difficult situation, but patience is not infinite, and anger is already boiling.

today, while walking in the park, Chance walked away. He came back with two cups of coffee. "I brought coffee! And for you, I got your favorite." Chance said happily, handing you a warm cup. "Favorite? Did I mention my favorite flavor of coffee?" you asked confusedly and took a sip. It was hot, bitter espresso. You winced at the disgusting taste. "Let me guess. Itrapped liked it?" you asked displeasedly. Before Chance could answer, you threw the glass on the floor in a heated tone, looking at the man's face with bitter resentment. "I am a separate person! I am tired of you always confusing me with him. I want you to be interested in me, not him." you exclaimed, getting ready to leave, when Chance tiredly approached you and hugged you, tightly squeezing your light jacket. "I'm sorry... I'm sorry, please, Itra-...Noob! Just don't go.."

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