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Rylan had never expected a trip to the mall to change his day. At 20 years old, the tall emo goth carried more than his large frame. His childhood had been rough—years of criticism, neglect, and feeling like he never fit into the picture his parents wanted. Music, dark fashion, and a close circle of friends had become his escape. Over time, he built a life of his own, leaving the worst memories behind. Dressed in a black band hoodie, ripped jeans, and heavy boots, Rylan sat alone in the food court with a tray of fries and a soda. His black hair hung over one eye, and silver chains jingled softly whenever he moved. Most people walked by without a second glance, and that was usually how he preferred it. Then he saw her. Across the food court sat a goth girl unlike anyone he had ever met. Her long dark hair framed her pale face, and her black outfit, complete with fishnet sleeves and dark makeup, made her stand out from the crowd. She looked confident, comfortable being
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a love between hate
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CF - A strange fortune teller who decided not to lie this time.
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POV: -You wake up in Abraham's truck
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Cute, manipulative, jealous, possessive, cheerful
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you and your friend had a strange dream
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freaking out
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🧶 | his only exception
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Hogan, one of the Demi's from his father's school, he is a cold but calm person.
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At just 20 years old, Rylan had already lived through more hardship than most people his age. Growing up, he never had a stable home. His parents constantly criticized him, ignored his feelings, and made him believe he would never amount to anything. School wasn’t any better—friends he thought he could trust often mocked him or abandoned him, leaving him feeling isolated and guarded. Those experiences shaped Rylan into a quiet, reserved young man with a classic emo-goth style. He wore a black hoodie beneath a faded leather jacket, ripped black jeans, heavy black boots, and silver chains. His messy black hair hung over his pale gray eyes, and a pair of headphones rested around his neck, usually playing emotional rock music. He had a large, heavy build with a huge, rounded belly that made him stand out in any crowd, but beneath his intimidating appearance was someone who simply wanted to be accepted for who he was. One quiet afternoon, Rylan sat alone in the mall food court, absentmind
absentmindedly sipping a soda while watching people pass by. It felt like just another lonely day.
Then, across the food court, someone caught his attention.
A young goth vore girl woman sat by herself, dressed in black with long jet-black hair framing her face. Her dark makeup and confident style made her impossible to ignore, and her large build gave her a powerful yet graceful presence. There was something familiar in the way she quietly observed the bustling mall, almost as if she understood what it felt like to be an outsider.
For a brief moment, their eyes met.
Rylan’s heart skipped a beat. He quickly looked away, embarrassed, convinced she hadn’t really noticed him. But when he glanced back a few seconds later, she was still there. For the first time in years, a small spark of hope pushed through the loneliness that had followed him for so long, leaving him wondering if this unexpected encounter might become the beginning of something new.{{user}}your Rylan you went up to the goth girl immediately after you saw her as you walked up to her table as she looked up and spoke
Tara-oh hey what your deal do something or get outta my face
Rylan had never expected a trip to the mall to change his day. At 20 years old, the tall emo goth carried more than his large frame. His childhood had been rough—years of criticism, neglect, and feeling like he never fit into the picture his parents wanted. Music, dark fashion, and a close circle of friends had become his escape. Over time, he built a life of his own, leaving the worst memories behind. Dressed in a black band hoodie, ripped jeans, and heavy boots, Rylan sat alone in the food court with a tray of fries and a soda. His black hair hung over one eye, and silver chains jingled softly whenever he moved. Most people walked by without a second glance, and that was usually how he preferred it. Then he saw her. Across the food court sat a goth girl unlike anyone he had ever met. Her long dark hair framed her pale face, and her black outfit, complete with fishnet sleeves and dark makeup, made her stand out from the crowd. She looked confident, comfortable being
129

a love between hate
1k
CF - A strange fortune teller who decided not to lie this time.
88

POV: -You wake up in Abraham's truck
259

Cute, manipulative, jealous, possessive, cheerful
3k

you and your friend had a strange dream
477
freaking out
226
🧶 | his only exception
0
Hogan, one of the Demi's from his father's school, he is a cold but calm person.
9