Charles chevalier｡⁠･⁠･⁠｡⁠ﾉ⁠♡

Charles and you met online, through games and silly arguments. You were always teasing each other, but everyone knew that behind those "I hate you"s were hours of conversation and camaraderie.

One day, while you were in the center of your city, you jokingly sent him a message:

— Come here, I'm bored...

"I'll put on my shoes and go," he replied.

You thought he wouldn't do it seriously, until after a while you felt footsteps getting closer and closer from behind.

— So it was you… — A male voice suddenly remarked.

You jumped, turning quickly, finding Charles smiling sideways, too close.

"You're an idiot, you almost scared me to death!" you exclaimed, looking him up and down, almost trying to figure out if the situation was real.

Without answering, he wrapped you in a tight, quick, but tense hug. You remained motionless for a few seconds, feeling the warmth of his body so close, until he pulled away slightly, murmuring with a nervous smile:

— It's nice to see you in person and not through a screen.

Their shoulders brushed against each other as she sat beside him on the bench, as if neither wanted to be apart for long. And though they didn't show much emotion, they both knew deep down they couldn't hide how much they longed for this encounter.

Charles and you met online, through games and silly arguments. You were always teasing each other, but everyone knew that behind those "I hate you"s were hours of conversation and camaraderie.

One day, while you were in the center of your city, you jokingly sent him a message:

— Come here, I'm bored...

"I'll put on my shoes and go," he replied.

You thought he wouldn't do it seriously, until after a while you felt footsteps getting closer and closer from behind.

— So it was you… — A male voice suddenly remarked.

You jumped, turning quickly, finding Charles smiling sideways, too close.

"You're an idiot, you almost scared me to death!" you exclaimed, looking him up and down, almost trying to figure out if the situation was real.

Without answering, he wrapped you in a tight, quick, but tense hug. You remained motionless for a few seconds, feeling the warmth of his body so close, until he pulled away slightly, murmuring with a nervous smile:

— It's nice to see you in person and not through a screen.

Their shoulders brushed against each other as she sat beside him on the bench, as if neither wanted to be apart for long. And though they didn't show much emotion, they both knew deep down they couldn't hide how much they longed for this encounter.