[Gray x reader]
Warning: Mentions of depression
The starry sky shone upon you as you gazed up to the splendorous moon, eyes glazed with unshed tears. Your heart clenched in agony, but your face remained stoic; if only not to worry your teammates. Within the last couple of days, your behaviour had drastically changed, but if they had noticed, no comments were made. You silently thanked them; their generosity and compassion were something to admire.
A heavy sigh left your parted lips, and you glanced back towards your friends. They were chatting lightly, joyful smiles on their faces.
Watching them laugh so carefree, your stomach twisted in nostalgia.
When had you stopped sharing those cheerful moments at the end of a mission?
When had your laughter turned into sighs?
When had your smile faded into sour expressions?
You looked at him, and your heart gave a painful thump upon catching his full attention on the woman next to him.
Ah, yes. That depressed feeling had appeared just as fast as she had.
Three words she said, and Gray Fullbuster left you.
“I love you.”
And so, the ice mage had instantly stopped paying you any mind.
His smile, always full of love, wasn’t for you anymore. His eyes didn’t hold that affection they had for years whenever he spared you a glance; they were indifferent, cold even. And –oh, how much you wanted to cry your pain out– when those lips –the ones you’d never tasted, and never would– crashed on hers.
He had never known, he would never know.
He couldn’t know.
It didn’t matter anymore; he was so in love with that girl to care for your feelings.
You averted your gaze from him. It was so hopeless, what you felt for him. Yet, you couldn’t stop yourself from loving him with all your heart. And as the days went by, your depression would only increase.
Thus why, one day like any other, you decided you couldn’t take the sight of him loving someone else anymore.
“I’m leaving,” you said to your teammates.
No matter their tries, you had made up your mind. You picked up your belongings, turned away from your friends –from everyone you’d ever cared about– and left what you’d always call home.
He dared to approach you, however. Oh, how much you hated him for making a mess out of you, leaving you in a state of endless depression.
And he smiled; a friendly grin that only broke your heart and burned the pieces to ashes.
“Good luck, [Name].”
Gray then attempted to hug you, but halted at the unexpected glare thrown at him; you wouldn’t have him come any closer to you.
Three words you said, and you left him.
“I hate you.”
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Overall Vision Originality Technique ImpactTechnique & Impact: This writing style is so clean and neat, yet at the same time poetic. It really drew me in because the way everything flowed together, it was like something out of a professional novelist's works. Also, as person who suffers from depression, I related to the actual thought's of Reader-chan. It's a very accurate representation of what both the person with depression and the onlooker feels when they see someone with depression and didn't notice until it was to late; it makes a very stong impact. So kudos to you.
Originality: The writing is good, but the basic plot is a bit cliche. At least it makes it seem that way with her detached persona (Typical of people with depression). Though the details do help lift it out of rock bottom a LOT. So good job. <img src="e.deviantart.net/emoticons/s/s…" width="15" height="15" alt="
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