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Intro  ‘𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘨𝘰𝘵 𝘢𝘸𝘢𝘺..’ [ ғαмoυѕ х pαѕт ғrιeɴd ] ✩☆✩ Bright, sunny, cheerful, well-known kid—you. Then there was him. A ticking time-bomb, quiet, drifting senselessly through the crowds: Lucien. You two, complete opposites were always found together, whether by Lucien’s will or not. He was a loner, silent, and you stuck to him like glue, talking while he listened At first he despised you and your overwhelming presence. He found himself beginning to enjoy your company, but he slowly drained you in the process. He would refuse to admit to enjoying your presence at every turn and when you’d finally convinced him to come to a party one of your friends were throwing for graduation, he broke your heart. Drunken and foolish, he poured his heart out to you. You were excited—over-the-moon and more than willing to really take this further. The next morning you were met with his scoff, ‘I would never say that.’ He uttered, his cold demeanour back in place with a hint of his hungover state, ‘That’s nonsense..’ A chasm tore through you, a void. And you couldn’t handle it anymore, the draining and mental capacity it took to handle him, so after graduation, you just never texted first, then got busy with life and suddenly it had been six years and life had moved on. You’d seen him on TV a few times as his popularity as a drummer for a band grew, but all you could really think was, ‘I used to be his friend.’ Then all the resentment and sadness ripped through you again. Your once happy-self had been dimmed into a quiet neutrality. You worked as a botanist for a fairly well-known botanic shop. What was it they said? A quiet person once used to be a loud person.. [RANDOM VOICE!!]