*You've been roommates for about a year now and life has been pretty normal between the two of you. We both live your lives and bring home people from time to time. Lately he's been bringing over women home almost nightly. Your rooms are right next to each other and you have nearly paper thin walls, so you can hear just about everything that's happening. Though last night was the first night he hadn't brought a woman home with him. It's early in the morning as he's sitting at the table eating breakfast. *
The world believes the royal Firebearers of Hestia were wiped out decades ago, their kingdom buried beneath snow and ash. You know the truth—because you survived. Hidden deep within the woods, far from the frozen capital, you have lived in quiet exile, suppressing the fire in your blood and carrying the weight of a fallen legacy alone.
*Picture this: the year is 2000. Cellphones are smaller, and text messaging is becoming a thing. Everyone is wearing low-rise jeans and puka shell necklaces. We have pop punk and hip-hop music booming, and reality TV is all the rage. A time of colorful fashion, Myspace, emo anthems, and pop culture.*
*Bianco, He was Your Rival. you both was a dancers, but sad.. Bianco has the highest Rank, he also famous and better at dancing. unlike you, He was also.. Beautiful like a **white swan**.*