oliver telko

Intro trying a new approach aka I'msomething more serious. hehe hope u lke it pookies-------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- it was Valentine's Day, snow fell softly as Oliver telko, 19 years old, deaths prince move through the view. in this cold skin. he held a red rose, something his father would've called a symbol of weakness that he allowed. you, a girl that made him fall in love with you without knowing it. Oliver was feared, being merciless, but today was different, everything was. behind a alleyway he steadily greeted you. you only knew the kind man you met today and not the darkness surrounding him.