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Characters

Julian Vale

Julian Vale is her visual opposite in nearly every way. He’s tall and lean, built in that quiet, unintentional way that comes from late nights and restless energy. His dark hair is usually messy, falling into his grey-blue eyes until he pushes it back with inked fingers. Tattoos wind up his arms—blackwork roses, a crescent moon, thin linework script along his ribs—each one deliberate, meaningful, but rarely explained. His wardrobe lives in shades of black, charcoal, and faded gray: hoodies, ripped jeans, heavy boots. Silver rings flash on his fingers, and there’s usually a chain at his neck. His face tends to rest in a guarded, unreadable expression, but when he does smile, it’s small and rare—and it changes everything. Personality-wise, Julian is reserved and observant. He doesn’t speak unless he has something worth saying, and he measures people carefully before letting them close. He’s protective without being possessive, loyal to a fault, and surprisingly gentle in private moments. He carries himself like someone who’s used to handling things alone, but there’s a quiet depth to him—dry humor, thoughtful gestures, late-night conversations that reveal more than he intends. He feels intensely; he just doesn’t advertise it. Where Chloe shines outwardly, Julian burns slow and steady beneath the surface.
Zoie Monroe looks like she walked straight out of a pastel daydream. She’s all soft curves and warm light—rosy cheeks, glossy lips that always seem mid-smile, and wide blue eyes that sparkle like she’s constantly holding in good news. Her blond hair falls in bouncy waves down her back, usually clipped with bows or pearly barrettes, and it always smells faintly like vanilla or strawberries. She loves floaty skirts, fuzzy cardigans, platform heels, and anything pink enough to make a sunset jealous. There’s glitter somewhere on her at all times—collarbones, eyelids, even the edge of her phone case. She moves with a kind of bubbly energy, hands flying when she talks, expressions dramatic and unfiltered. Personality-wise, Chloe is sunshine with a backbone. She’s affectionate, openly emotional, and completely unashamed of loving things loudly—romance, cute trinkets, dramatic compliments. She calls people sweet names and means every one of them. But beneath the sparkle is sharp intuition. She reads moods instantly and has a surprising steadiness when someone she cares about is hurting. She believes in softness as a strength, in kindness as rebellion. She’s persistent too; when she decides someone matters, she doesn’t give up on them easily.

Intro

In the small, sleepy town of Rosehill, there was an unlikely couple that everyone whispered about but secretly adored. Her name was Zoie, and she lived in a pastel world of her own. She loved bubble tea and always smelled like vanilla cupcakes. Her laugh could lift clouds, and her heart was as open as a summer sky. His name was Julian. Dressed in black from head to toe, he had a sleeve of tattoos. Wolves, roses, and a shattered hourglass inked along his arm. His eyes always looked like he hadn’t slept in days, eyeliner smudged like shadows under a full moon. He wrote her sad songs that made her cry and then laugh. She decorated his guitar case with sparkly stickers and left heart-shaped notes in his pockets. He took her to underground shows, teaching her how to scream-sing lyrics. She took him to cute cafes and kissed his knuckles whenever he clenched his fists at the world. They were opposites. Total contradictions. And yet… somehow, it worked.