A/N: This has been so unplanned. I'll just warn you people that this story holds no promises at all. I just wrote it because the idea struck my mind. I will, however, post the next chapter possibly soon because I feel like writing this. I don't know if I will continue this idea for long and complete this story or not. It might even be put on hold, all depending on the feedback. Good feedback = Story being completed and... actually being a story?

I'll also warn you, there might be extreme OOC ahead. This is unlike Jellal, but he changes, duh.

And this is the prologue. Chapters are obviously going to be longer. This is a short prologue.

Prologue

"I'm… I'm… Well, I'm really flattered. This is all very… nice. But I'm sorry, Jellal," she lightly spoke while giving me an apologizing look. Her eyebrows cringed and her lips curled slightly. I stared into those brown orbs, not believing what she had just said. My mouth opened plenty of times, but not a single sound was to be heard. I didn't know what to say, I didn't predict this. This was Erza Scarlet, my childhood friend, the girl I was in love with. How could she, of all people, reject my love just like that? I had experienced rejections before, so I was always unsure, but this was Erza. What about all those hints? Was I seeing everything wrong till now? Was I reading between lines which were never there? Is this all an illusion? That is too cruel to be true.

"Erza," I gulped, looking away, "I… did you just…? I mean, you were always so nice to me…"

"I was nice to you," she slowly said, "because I thought… well, I thought you had less friends. I just wanted to talk to you and... Well, I don't like you like that, but I do like you. I just want to be friends, Jellal, nothing more. I really hope you understand."

I nodded, even though I didn't. Why was this something that everyone always told me? Every single girl I loved, wanted, adored, always just wanted to be friends. Why? Was I not the kind of person who could ever be something more? Was there something wrong with me? That has to be true, since no one ever liked me as anything more than a friend.

I forced back the tears. I shouldn't cry, I really shouldn't. I had gone through this so many times before, but it still hurt every time. But no, I couldn't cry. I was strong, mature, and these kinds of things shouldn't bother to me.

But they did and that just fucking hurt.

I felt her soft hand come in contact with my shoulder, but I still didn't look at her. I knew that I would melt if I did. I loved her, then why did she not love me? Why can't I ever get what I want, who I want? Why was life so damn cruel? Did I really have no chance in finding true love?

"Jellal," she quietly began. I bit my lip, closed my eyes, and took in a deep breath. I tried to ignore the unknown sensations running all throughout me because of contact with her skin. I tried to ignore my heart beating so damn fast because of her close proximity. I tried to ignore the pain, but at the same time the feelings which were getting me jittery all over again. Like when I first saw her at elementary school.

"It's… okay, Erza." It took practically all my strength to remove her hand from my shoulder and take a few steps back. "I'll just… leave. But this is all fine, please don't worry. I'm good."

I grabbed my bag and slung it over one shoulder, immediately leaving the area. I crossed our school's gates as I kept walking onto the footpath. I didn't want to see her sad expression, neither did I want to hear any more of that 'It's not you, it's me' crap. I had enough of that already, and right now all I needed was some time alone. I would convince myself this wasn't true love, that I would get a better girl, that my soul mate was yet to be found. I would pretend this didn't hurt and hope that actually came true.

But no matter what I did, how many techniques I used to forget it all, I wouldn't. I knew that, but I would put up my façade nonetheless.

I sighed. Seeing that I was a few blocks away from our school campus, I let the tears easily fall out. I broke the barriers and let the pain and loneliness engulf me.

Why did I keep on dealing with love, when all I got was heartbreaks? This was just not done. Did life really hate me that much?

If there was anything I could do to get rid of this life now, I would do it in a heartbeat. Anything, anything at all, to change this. And I knew I would find something such. All I needed to do now was wait.