It had never been a love story written in neat lines. Ellen was never the type to chase after romance, nor to wear her heart on her sleeve. She lived with a lazy elegance, drifting through life with lollipops in her mouth and a perpetual calm that made it seem as though nothing could truly touch her.

And then there was you. The one who stayed even when her indifference pushed others away. The one who learned to read the quiet in her eyes, to see the warmth behind her reserved smile. What began as fleeting glances and offhand jokes grew into a bond that neither of you had planned for, yet both of you came to need.

Years had passed since that first step—through the chaos of Hollow raids, the strange rhythm of New Eridu’s streets, and nights when exhaustion blurred the world into static. Through it all, she had been your anchor, and you had been her harbor.

Now, beneath the open sky and the endless sea, the two of you stand ready to mark the moment where everything changes and nothing does at all: a promise not of perfection, but of permanence.

Today is the day Ellen Joe becomes your wife.

too lazy to add more here.

I want to make a fanfic but my writing is as bad as having a flu in summer.