♥ the girl on dewdrop avenue ♥ ✧ ---------- ✧ ♥ author's note: this is the result of a shower thought I had. it sounded like a pretty good idea to me, so instead of writing OA, I decided to write this. This is not from my perspective, it's from another character's that I don't have a name for yet. by the way, a good song to listen to while reading this is "we fell in love in October" by girl in red. I don't know if I'll ever continue it, but here. the thumbnail isn't my best work, but that's okay. had a sudden spike in motivation, so enjoy!! <3 ✧ ---------- ✧ I'll start this story with 'once upon a time', because it really did feel like a fairytale. once upon a time, when I was still young and inexperienced, I went to school. nothing shocking about that, I'm aware. but there was a girl who lived on the same street as me, dewdrop avenue. every morning, when I walked to the bus stop waiting for the school bus with my friends, she was always there, waiting for something or maybe someone. my friends never paid much attention to her, but I saw something in her—something they didn't. perhaps it was just a case of puppy love, as I was only 14 at the time, and she was 15. but that's how I met my first crush. every morning, as we walked to school chatting about things like our hobbies and fun games we found online and the refreshing fog of the morning still hung in the air, I stole some glances at her while they weren't watching. she was always mindlessly scrolling through her phone, boredom taking over her mind. for the most part, she had on something cute yet comfortable, but the only definite outfit I recall was a brown knitted sweater with a plaid skirt. I have no clue why 14-year-old me noted so many things about her when I was barely passing most of my classes. but I guess love always finds a way, doesn't it? I never actually talked to her, I just stared at her and waved to her maybe once or twice. but even though we never actually shared a conversation, she held a special place in my teenage heart. one day, she just disappeared. sure enough, her absence was most definitely noted. nobody knows what happened to her, although there were some speculations. some say she got sick, others say she moved away. for the first couple of days, nobody bothered to ask around, because everyone needs breaks, don't they? but after a while, people started to put flowers and other small gifts at the place she always sat as if it was a shrine, hoping she'd come back. when I first found out, I wasn't exactly devastated, just a bit melancholy that I wouldn't get to see her every morning anymore. but as time passed, I started accepting that she wouldn't be there anymore, and eventually never even devoted a single thought to her every morning. she drifted away from my memory, never to be seen again...or so I thought. years after I graduated university, I went back to visit my parents and my childhood home. I went back to that same bus stop, the one where she was always sitting and my friends and I were always walking. now, it was vacant and deserted, slowly deteriorating bit by bit. the metal bars people used to hold on to while waiting for their bus to arrive were now covered by rust, the seats were nasty and had trash and cobwebs everywhere, and the bus stop sign was faded and barely legible. however, when I was about to walk back to my car, I noticed something brown under a cobweb. I gently pushed the cobwebs away and pulled out the brown thing. it was a piece of fabric, made out of the same material from her sweater. I don't know what got into me at that moment, but I decided to shove it in my pocket and keep it. I still think about her when all my chores are finished and my mind has nothing to occupy itself, wondering where she went, who she was, and what happened to her. but if you keep looking back on where you used to be, you can't see the way to where you're going now. I don't want her to remain a mystery. so I'm gonna find out. ✧ ---------- ✧ ♥ tysm for reading!! <33 i'm probably not gonna make a sequel to this, but who knows? maybe a sudden burst of motivation may spark me. stay safe out there, and bye!!
