Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-26854056-20170113162801/@comment-28759676-20170124232758

From the pocket of her tattered, black leather jacket, she pulled out a small picture which was curling at the corners from age. It was a photo of Rin, about 7, atop the shoulders of Jellal. Both smiled the same, carefree grin. Their parents were shown in midlaugh, arms around eachother, and a boisterous retriever puppy at the foot of them.

It was shocking of how much she changed. Rin had now locked her heart away, hardening her personality, because she was afraid of her heart breaking anymore. Silent tears slid down her pale face as the hands holding the picture shook with nostalgia.