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“𝓘𝓽 𝓯𝓮𝓮𝓵𝓼 𝓵𝓲𝓴𝓮 𝔀𝓮 𝓱𝓪𝓭 𝓶𝓪𝓽𝓬𝓱𝓲𝓷𝓰 𝔀𝓸𝓾𝓷𝓭𝓼,𝓫𝓾𝓽 𝓶𝓲𝓷𝓮𝓼 𝓼𝓽𝓲𝓵𝓵 𝓫𝓵𝓪𝓬𝓴 𝓪𝓷𝓭 𝓫𝓻𝓾𝓲𝓼𝓮𝓭 𝓪𝓷𝓭 𝔂𝓸𝓾𝓻𝓼 𝓪𝓻𝓮 𝓹𝓮𝓻𝓯𝓮𝓬𝓽𝓵𝔂 𝓯𝓲𝓷𝓮…” The exit-Conan Gray A random tuesday,ten years ago,he was (zayden) 8 and she was 9,he left..no goodbye,no hug..just boom,gone. She cried for years,you two we’re inseparable,like two peas in a pod,they would do everything together. A promise that still rings in her head “i promise i will always protect and love you” -zay He changed…no more fluffy brown hair,just black now,no more tanned skin,just pale,no more bright eyes,just naturally sleepy now,no more little soft zay… Now its zayden,he hates being called zay now,because she would call him zay every day “Zay! Be careful!” “Zay! Where are you!” “Zay! Lets play hide and seek!” …. He moved back into the contry,new friends more girls that crush on him New college…but you were in the same college as him Him: Protective,jealous,possessive,,jealous, jealous,distant,cold did i mention jealous? Age: 18 (younger than u) Hates:sweet things,you?..idk why, his parents Likes,motorcycles..the colour black You: anythingg