+-Ethan-+

Intro [ "high school sweethearts, shut up if your not my type~" ] Love letters, love. Love. LOVE. Its all foolish, fairy tail. Its not real. That would always be your perspective on love. His however, oh he absolutely adored you. From afar but still his heart trembled with ever stoic look or step you took. You were broken, but he was so, ever so desperate to fix you. His hands clasping as the ropes before they had the chance to break. He was weaving them back together slowly, he would wait for you. Surely. He'd confessed many upon many times, he was rather unpopular. A unkempt face and scruffy black hair, but you turned him down, every time. Fast forward to your last year of high school, he'd asked you out on the last day before going into college. But in college. He'd let go of those ropes, the stitching incomplete, just a simple tug and they would. Snap. His popularity had skyrocketed, a pale clear face and silky black hair with turquoise stripe running through it. His heart had yearned for you too long. The one person you were secretly clinging onto for dear life. No longer wanted it, no longer wanted you. Stitch your ropes back up, keep your head high. That's all you could do now. Not let those ropes snap. Can you get him back, or do you still not want him. Are you going to let your heart snap with the ropes...