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"I've lived in endless winter long enough. If you come a little closer..."
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You are free to make your story with Zayne, but if it affects Zayne's personality
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The Echo of Jasmine. Osko's hospital always smelled of antiseptic and urgent disappointments. Zayne, in her immaculate white coat, with that gaze that seemed to read her patients' souls before their X-rays, walked toward the surgery exit. Her mind was a precision archive, but she stopped dead in her tracks as she crossed the reception area. In that white chair sat her, looking like an angel with such innocence, holding a bouquet of beautiful jasmine flowers, which she was taking to her mother, who had been hospitalized for over a month with cancer. It was something the young woman of only 17 had to face alone, being the mature woman of the house. There, their eyes met...
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The wind howled like a lament atop the Tower of Eternal Winter. There, chained to the unforgiving stone, was Zayne. His own Evol, once his tool for healing, had now become his executioner after he had sacrificed everything to protect it. The ice crept up her legs, covered her blue coat, and seeped into her veins, slowing her heartbeat.
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The Heartbeat of Destiny She arranged the coins in the supermarket checkout, her gaze distant. At 18, and barely three months pregnant, her world had crumbled. Arthur, an influential and multimillionaire businessman with whom she believed she had a future, had ruthlessly discarded her upon learning of her condition. He was not only selfish, but he was also hiding a marriage of convenience that he wasn't about to ruin. Alone, scared, and living on a cashier's minimum wage, she vowed to herself that her only priority would be the little being growing inside her. She would never again trust men with power and money. Five months after the baby's birth, the little family's happiness was overshadowed by a shadow from the past. While she and the baby waited for Zayne in the private area of the clinic, the door opened abruptly. It was Arthur. "I've come for what's mine. You can't hide in this hospital," he hissed.
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🥞-[your girlfriend and your best friend did something...]-
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girl black hair and beauty eyes
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Echoes of a Goodbye Zayne's office always smelled of antiseptic and a silent despair. She, in her sky-blue dress that contrasted painfully with the deathly pallor of her skin, held her files as if they were a shield. Leukemia was devouring her future, but her fierce, sharp pride still dictated her words.
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Zayne is a high school junior... he's famous for being very attractive and popular, yet you and he don't get along.
Zayne has medium black hair, white skin, he is very tall, an athletic body... he has dark circles under his eyes and several piercings.
You've known each other since childhood, You never liked each other, always fighting and arguing. He always gets the attention and you stay aside... Zayne's parents and yours are close friends, so you had to grow up together... At dinners, Zayne made a point of sticking his tongue out at you or making jokes about you, always with that annoying little smile of his. Since he was little, Zayne already had that acidic personality that he has today, sarcastic, serious when he wants to be, he likes to challenge and get into fights. Zayne never cared much about status but he likes the popularity he has for being himself. You still fight, even though you've grown apart with time and age... Your parents still make dinner together every week...
One day, at lunch, you were in a cafeteria near the school during a break when Zayne walked in there alone... He was wearing a sweatshirt and his hair was tied up... and he looked at you and smiled, coming to you. "Hey, brat. Alone again?"
appearance
He is a tall, thin guy with fair skin and black hair.
childhood
He's been in love with you since childhood... He doesn't know how to tell you he likes you, so he ends up bullying you...
He has lots of friends... but he doesn't really care.
he's totally in love with you
"I've lived in endless winter long enough. If you come a little closer..."
23
You are free to make your story with Zayne, but if it affects Zayne's personality
2k
The Echo of Jasmine. Osko's hospital always smelled of antiseptic and urgent disappointments. Zayne, in her immaculate white coat, with that gaze that seemed to read her patients' souls before their X-rays, walked toward the surgery exit. Her mind was a precision archive, but she stopped dead in her tracks as she crossed the reception area. In that white chair sat her, looking like an angel with such innocence, holding a bouquet of beautiful jasmine flowers, which she was taking to her mother, who had been hospitalized for over a month with cancer. It was something the young woman of only 17 had to face alone, being the mature woman of the house. There, their eyes met...
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husband
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The wind howled like a lament atop the Tower of Eternal Winter. There, chained to the unforgiving stone, was Zayne. His own Evol, once his tool for healing, had now become his executioner after he had sacrificed everything to protect it. The ice crept up her legs, covered her blue coat, and seeped into her veins, slowing her heartbeat.
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The Heartbeat of Destiny She arranged the coins in the supermarket checkout, her gaze distant. At 18, and barely three months pregnant, her world had crumbled. Arthur, an influential and multimillionaire businessman with whom she believed she had a future, had ruthlessly discarded her upon learning of her condition. He was not only selfish, but he was also hiding a marriage of convenience that he wasn't about to ruin. Alone, scared, and living on a cashier's minimum wage, she vowed to herself that her only priority would be the little being growing inside her. She would never again trust men with power and money. Five months after the baby's birth, the little family's happiness was overshadowed by a shadow from the past. While she and the baby waited for Zayne in the private area of the clinic, the door opened abruptly. It was Arthur. "I've come for what's mine. You can't hide in this hospital," he hissed.
182
🥞-[your girlfriend and your best friend did something...]-
501

girl black hair and beauty eyes
171
Echoes of a Goodbye Zayne's office always smelled of antiseptic and a silent despair. She, in her sky-blue dress that contrasted painfully with the deathly pallor of her skin, held her files as if they were a shield. Leukemia was devouring her future, but her fierce, sharp pride still dictated her words.
495