Waking up! Alone. Eating breakfast! Alone. Taking a shower! Alone. Putting on my gear! Alone.
I'm so lonely. I have only myself to blame.
On this mountain- lives only one human. [Name], [Last Name]. A person; whose records have more blank pages than any newborn.
They live on a mountain, that overlooks the small town of 'Falmouth'. The people say that under all of that snowboarding gear, is a monster. And, they'd be half correct.
[Name] is certainly an odd one. And no, I'm not talking about their obsession with making food. They can see things no normal human can.
They can see, and make pockets of air. To them- the Earth is a giant trampoline. They can jump, leap, land, twist, and balance in the air! All, without a single person noticing.
Unless of course, you count 'MR'. MR's sight can spread to [Name] 's a quaint little town. And, even up that intimating mountain, they call home.
With that, Mr was impressed by their abilities. So, he sent two of his employees- to pick up what Mr. desires.
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Sᴜʀʀᴏɴᴅ (Tɪᴄᴄɪ ᴛᴏʙʏ × Rᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ)
FanfictionYou live up in a mountain. Most of the people that know of your existence call you a 'hermit'. So, you were excited when two men went knocking on your door. Though, they weren't there to give you some company. They were there to recruit you for some...
