Once, I would have been sitting in one of those expensive, cool looking cars with a driver driving me to my destination. Once, the owner of a popular cafe called Paradise would have welcomed me every time I arrive through their doors with large smiles. Once, everybody, or seemed to, loved me and tried to please me whenever they were given the chance. Once, everything that belonged in fariytales seemed to happen to me in real life.

But not anymore.

 i was reading a few stories i had hidden in the back of my bookcase and kinda got inspired by a few, so here is this fic. ^ ^ poster (c)