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Wynter Aboli doesn't believe in Love or God. She's broken yet complete. She never matches her opinions with the majority and is ready to throw her fists. Perfectly messed up, yet fascinating. After several pleas from her friend- Faber, Wynter decides to give love a chance. Unaware of what lay ahead of us, She found herself in the agony of choosing love or herself as she crossed paths with a known stranger.

Anna_07 · Fantasy
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Run Wynter Run. 

Casper was sick so I brought her to the vet. Animals are better than humans, tho they live for a short time they're more humane than humans. I sat in a corner with Casper, she looks cute when she's quiet.

"Oh, it's the girl who wants to die." I heard a familiar voice say that. I look up and see familiar eyes look at me, it's the umbrella guy. "That's pretty rude to say to a stranger you awkwardly shared an umbrella with." I expressed as he began to sit beside me.

"That's your cat?" "ah-uh. What are you doing here?" "I am vet's brother." I finally looked at him. His eyes are brown and his hair is parted in the middle forming the best curves you would have ever seen. I locked eyes with him for a few seconds, and my instinct said. "Run Wynter Run."

But we always do what our mind tells us not to, right?

"What? Surprised that I am good-looking?" He speaks it as he means it. "Absolutely not." I clear my throat. "I am just surprised to know an asshole like you have a caring brother." Casper suddenly jumps and tries to scratch the umbrella guy. Before we could react to it, the umbrella guy's arm is already bleeding and our little fur culprit isn't guilty at all and, I don't blame her.

"Your cat is aggressive." He complains as I put a bandage on his wound out of courtesy. "She only hurts bad people." "Do you mean to say, I am bad?" "Welp, I didn't say it like that. Did I?" "Sure you didn't" I could sense his arrogance that he was trying to cover up by his lame sarcasm.

I stood up as I grabbed my bag and attempted to leave. "Wait, shouldn't you at least tell me your name? Your cat almost killed me.". Is it too rude to say that I don't want to know him? Probably it is. I took a breath and in the nicest tone that I was capable of faking said, "Wynter Aboli." He was about to say his name but I left.

Call me paranoid, but it never ends well to form bonds with a stranger. You'll get your heart broken or at worst get yourself killed by some group of people. Welp, not that I don't prefer to be killed, I prefer not to be an easy victim.