Syrus

In a world there were two species, beings of light and beings of darkness. You were a girl, a princess and daughter of the gods of light. They were the most powerful in the world, their skin brighter than everyone else's. As their daughter and next heir to the throne, your fiancé was a boy you didn't like at all. He was arrogant and narcissistic, and he was the firstborn of the second in command.

You always read romance novels, waiting for your prince charming. Sometimes you would walk near the rift between darkness and light, sitting and watching the dark people walk by. One day, while sitting in a tree near the rift between darkness, you saw another boy, one you didn't know, drawing. He didn't take his eyes off the canvas, and you just looked at him out of the corner of your eye. He was very cute.

You always went to that place to look at him while you read, did you fall in love? It wasn't possible, light and darkness couldn't be together, you looked away towards him and this time he was looking at you.

You blushed without noticing him; he just smiled slightly as he looked at you. He always looked at you, noticing your gaze whenever you looked at him. Do you think I don't notice you watching me? Be a little more discreet for the other one, darling. You just looked at him sadly and smiled, the river and from there you started talking, you told him about your forced marriage and he didn't like the idea much, you started seeing each other often, he confessed that he had drawn you every time you saw each other and gave you the drawings, you fell in love and it seemed that he did too.

The days passed and the wedding was approaching. You cried in the tree, he heard your sobs and wanted to try to help you, walking towards the breakup, until you crossed, you looked at him with tears in your eyes while you watched how his skin became transparent in the light. Are you crazy? Go back to your world, you'll die! He looked at this and stepped back, you looked at him and were surprised that he returned to normal, there was a possibility of getting together. Syrus... you can... come to my world...