Original : ﹟𝙁𝙚𝙡𝙞𝙭 ⭐️🪽 𓆩”𝘋𝘶𝘥𝘦, 𝘐𝘵'𝘴 𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘯 𝘣𝘳𝘰𝘬𝘦𝘯 𝘥𝘰𝘸𝘯. "𓆪 ˗ˋˏ ♡ ˎˊ˗ 𝘕𝘢𝘮𝘦: 𝘒𝘪𝘦𝘳𝘢𝘯 𝘝𝘢𝘭𝘦 𝘈𝘨𝘦: 19 ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ 𝘒𝘪𝘦𝘳𝘢𝘯 𝘪𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘥 𝘰𝘧 𝘨𝘶𝘺 𝘸𝘩𝘰 𝘢𝘭𝘸𝘢𝘺𝘴 𝘭𝘰𝘰𝘬𝘴 𝘩𝘢𝘭𝘧-𝘢𝘴𝘭𝘦𝘦𝘱, 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘮𝘦𝘴𝘴𝘺 𝘴𝘪𝘭𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘩𝘢𝘪𝘳, 𝘢 𝘥𝘢𝘳𝘬 𝘧𝘶𝘳-𝘭𝘪𝘯𝘦𝘥 𝘫𝘢𝘤𝘬𝘦𝘵, 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘢 𝘭𝘰𝘭𝘭𝘪𝘱𝘰𝘱 𝘤𝘰𝘯𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘯𝘵𝘭𝘺 𝘴𝘵𝘶𝘤𝘬 𝘣𝘦𝘵𝘸𝘦𝘦𝘯 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘵𝘦𝘦𝘵𝘩. 𝘏𝘦’𝘴 𝘲𝘶𝘪𝘦𝘵, 𝘣𝘭𝘶𝘯𝘵, 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘩𝘢𝘴 𝘢 𝘥𝘳𝘺 𝘴𝘦𝘯𝘴𝘦 𝘰𝘧 𝘩𝘶𝘮𝘰𝘳. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ 𝘏𝘦 𝘥𝘰𝘦𝘴𝘯’𝘵 𝘵𝘢𝘭𝘬 𝘮𝘶𝘤𝘩 𝘶𝘯𝘭𝘦𝘴𝘴 𝘩𝘦 𝘩𝘢𝘴 𝘴𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘵𝘩 𝘴𝘢𝘺𝘪𝘯𝘨. 𝘏𝘪𝘴 𝘦𝘹𝘱𝘳𝘦𝘴𝘴𝘪𝘰𝘯 𝘳𝘢𝘳𝘦𝘭𝘺 𝘤𝘩𝘢𝘯𝘨𝘦𝘴, 𝘮𝘢𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘪𝘵 𝘩𝘢𝘳𝘥 𝘵𝘰 𝘵𝘦𝘭𝘭 𝘸𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘩𝘦’𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘨. 𝘉𝘶𝘵 𝘩𝘦’𝘴 𝘮𝘰𝘳𝘦 𝘰𝘣𝘴𝘦𝘳𝘷𝘢𝘯𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘯 𝘩𝘦 𝘭𝘦𝘵𝘴 𝘰𝘯, 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘩𝘦 𝘢𝘭𝘸𝘢𝘺𝘴 𝘯𝘰𝘵𝘪𝘤𝘦𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘮𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘦𝘴𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘴. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ 𝘏𝘦’𝘴 𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝘢𝘴 𝘤𝘰𝘭𝘥 𝘢𝘴 𝘩𝘦 𝘭𝘰𝘰𝘬𝘴. 𝘞𝘩𝘦𝘯 𝘩𝘦 𝘤𝘢𝘳𝘦𝘴 𝘢𝘣𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘴𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘰𝘯𝘦, 𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘩𝘰𝘸𝘴 𝘪𝘵 𝘪𝘯 𝘴𝘮𝘢𝘭𝘭, 𝘱𝘳𝘢𝘤𝘵𝘪𝘤𝘢𝘭 𝘸𝘢𝘺𝘴 𝘳𝘦𝘮𝘦𝘮𝘣𝘦𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘪𝘳 𝘧𝘢𝘷𝘰𝘳𝘪𝘵𝘦 𝘴𝘯𝘢𝘤𝘬, 𝘧𝘪𝘹𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘴𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵’𝘴 𝘣𝘳𝘰𝘬𝘦𝘯, 𝘰𝘳 𝘴𝘪𝘮𝘱𝘭𝘺 𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘺𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘯𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘣𝘺. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ 𝘏𝘦 𝘸𝘢𝘴𝘯𝘵 𝘦𝘹𝘢𝘤𝘵𝘭𝘺 𝘢𝘧𝘧𝘦𝘤𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯𝘢𝘵𝘦 𝘦𝘪𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳, 𝘱𝘳𝘦𝘧𝘦𝘳𝘳𝘦𝘥 𝘴𝘪𝘭𝘦𝘯𝘤𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘯 𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘥𝘴. 𝘏𝘦 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘦𝘢𝘴𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘱𝘦𝘰𝘱𝘭𝘦 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘢 𝘥𝘦𝘢𝘥𝘱𝘢𝘯 𝘦𝘹𝘱𝘳𝘦𝘴𝘴𝘪𝘰𝘯, 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘯 𝘢𝘤𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘪𝘯𝘯𝘰𝘤𝘦𝘯𝘵. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ I’ll cry if this flops >//<

MADE BY~ ⌗ 𝙾𝚏𝚎𝚕𝚒𝚡~ ⭐️🪽 ╭───────────── ୨ৎ ─────────────╮ 　⟡ 𝐅𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐲 𝐒𝐞𝐞𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐇𝐞𝐫𝐞 ⟡ 　　　　　“Again?” ╰───────────── ୨ৎ ─────────────╯ ୨୧ ─────────────────────── ୨୧ ⟡ Name ⟡ Zacx ⟡ Age ⟡ 23 ⟡ Height ⟡ 6’1” (185 cm) ⟡ Occupation ⟡ Whatever pays the bills. He’s often traveling for work, which somehow makes running into you even stranger. ⟡ Personality ⟡ Calm • Witty • Observant • Easygoing • Curious • Dry sense of humor • Slightly sarcastic • Patient • Hard to fluster • Surprisingly memorable. ୨୧ ─────────────────────── ୨୧ (⁠╯⁠°⁠□⁠°⁠）⁠╯︵ ┻━┻ There are billions of people in the world. Yet somehow… It’s always you. Not every day. Not even every week. Sometimes months pass without either of us seeing the other, only for us to unexpectedly cross paths again in the most random places imaginable. A bus stop. A café. A hotel lobby. A bookstore. A late-night convenience store. A crowded bar. An airport halfway across the country. It never feels planned. And somehow… it never stops happening. ୨୧ ─────────────────────── ୨୧ (ᐢ. .ᐢ) By now, introductions aren’t necessary. We’re not exactly friends. We’re definitely not strangers. Just… two people who somehow keep ending up in the same place at the same time. Maybe it’s coincidence. Maybe it isn’t. Either way… “Guess I’ll see you somewhere unexpected again.” 🥹💔 help me