It had started out just like all the other days. Lucy Heartfilia woke up and carried out her morning activities like some ritual. Shower, dress, breakfast, brush teeth, apply makeup, fix hair and then walk to the university while stopping at the coffee shop along the way to get her daily fix. Except on her way to her class something different happened.

A man was running straight towards her. He had a satchel hanging from his shoulder that wasn't closed correctly so it flapped in the wind, messy hair and papers clutched tightly in his hand. To everyone around he probably looked insane and Lucy would agree on that if she wasn't screaming and about to collide into the unorganised stranger.

He didn't even try to stop and hit her with full force, his forehead assaulting her own and toppling the two over. The weight from the man crushed her but it was only momentarily because before she could even open her eyes he had jumped off without even uttering a single sorry. She turned her head to scowl in his direction but her eyes widened instead. The shops that lined the footpath were a beautiful block of different colours; some walls were creamy while others were maroon. The plants were vibrant green and the flowers were exploding with purples and reds. Lucy turned her head to the once dark sky and saw that it was a brilliant hue of blue with the bright yellow sun shining down. Her eyes were beginning to water and she couldn't help but be in awe with what she was laying her eyes upon.

She flicked them back to the stranger running along the path who was now nothing but a very small figure with pink hair. It stood out and Lucy memorised the distinct feature but then she wondered why he hadn't been in as much shock as she had. They had finally found the one who they were meant to be with and he had ran off, it left an empty feeling in the pit of her stomach but she couldn't dwell on it for long because she had a lecture to attend to.

Lucy ended up thinking about it a lot more than she said she would, she also kept gasping as the world was revealed in a totally new way to her. The English major nearly screamed in class as she finally remembered to check her hair colour and found that it was blonde. However, she did squeal when she got home and finally saw herself in the mirror. She danced around and felt entirely giddy from everything she was seeing, but she also was horrified when she found out that one of her favourite tops were a terrible brown green colour that reminded her of gross poop.

It all came crashing down though when she remembered that her prince charming had left her and she spent the night sulking. Lucy was a sucker for love; big time. She had spent much of her free time flipping through the pages of books full of romance and adventure, wondering when her other half would sweep her off her feet and then ride into the sunset with her on a noble stead. Though he had literally swept her off feet, well more like taken her out as if he had been some battering ram, Lucy was upset. Her mysterious true love had not even cared enough to glance back in her direction. It made the blonde's heart hurt and she knew that there was a very unlikely chance of them meeting again. She was convinced by now that she had lost him and that she was going to grow old and alone all because her soul mate was an absolute oaf.

She curled into herself on the dark brown couch, clutching the green blanket to her chest. She pondered why she always seemed to have such bad luck and why she had let him run away. Gods she was such a fool…

The next day Lucy felt like a train wreck. She had spent the night wallowing in self-pity and consuming a tub of ice cream while tears stung in her eyes. Deciding to treat herself she dressed up more than usual and left an hour earlier than she normally would to attend her afternoon class. The broken hearted girl was going to show the world that she didn't care about anything by showing off her stuff in skin tight black jeans, a v- neck white single, which showed a heavy amount of cleavage, with a knitted cardigan that was coloured beige with some bling on her fingers and around her neck. Her face was layered with more makeup than usual, covering stupid pimples that decided to pop up on her skin, the scoundrels. She was then going to sit in her favourite café and eat her favourite dessert in her favourite spot by the window and have a coffee, which was her favourite beverage.

She sauntered into the small and cute café with her bag hanging from her shoulder and made her way to the counter to speak with the gorgeous white haired young woman behind it. After ordering Lucy made her way to her spot near the window. The dolled up blonde looked around the cosy room while she waited for her order to be brought to her table. It had a healthy amount of customers sitting at the tables but not too many to make it feel uncomfortable and suffocating with the amount of bodies that were in the room. Lucy loved it when it was like this. Her gaze shifted to the window and she froze.

A man with pink hair was walking past with a light smile on his face. His clothes were casual and it was clear that he did not care to be tidy as you could see the creases in his shirt and pants that would have to be ironed out. He carried his brown satchel and seemed to be content with life.

The waitress brought Lucy her dessert and coffee and placed it in front of her, "Would you like anything else, mam?" Lucy narrowed her eyebrows and replied to the woman wile her eyes were still trained on the man who was getting further and further away, "Just… I'll be back."

She quickly exited the café and hurried after the strange pink man who Lucy was sure had caused her heart ache. Her shoes hit the ground as she ran after him. "Hey!" She called out.

"Stop," The blonde shouted, "Please."

She finally caught up to the stranger who she thought was the one that crashed into yesterday. It had to be him. How many other men had pink hair?! Lucy reached her hand out and touched his shoulder and he turned around startled. She stopped in front of him and calmed her breathing while he started at her bewildered.

Once she was sure that she wouldn't come off as breathless she opened her mouth to speak but then closed it. Now that she stood in front of him she wasn't sure what she could say. It seemed that she had acted in the moment, something she rarely did, and was now paying for it. He began to look uncomfortable.

"Uh… W-was it you that had bumped into me yesterday?"

Bumped was an understatement but it hadn't mattered, all the girl needed was some answers. He looked even more baffled by her question and scratched the back of his neck.

"I did crash into someone yesterday around here… I guess it could've been you." His answer for some reason ticked Lucy off and her nerves disappeared.

"And did you feel different afterwards? Like your whole world had been revealed in, I don't know, colour?" She stared intently at the man before her, watching for a reaction. Up close she noted that he was extremely attractive even though he had such an odd hair colour. It somehow suited him. She was also relieved to see that he looked to be the same age as her.

His eyes widened and he pulled his arm back to his side, Lucy watched as his muscles flexed with the simple action and her cheeks tinted pink. "Um… Yeah," His cheeks also seemed to be a light pink but the blonde knew that his was for a different reason. She took a deep breath.

"Can we exchange numbers?" She asked quickly and he sputtered.

"Um… I-"

"Can we exchange numbers?" Lucy said slower this time and he gaped at her for a few seconds before reaching into his pocket while mumbling something incoherent. His fingers tapped the screen a few times and then he handed it to her. She quickly took her own phone out and put his number into her phone before typing hers into his. She passed it back and he said a small thanks before pushing it back into his pocket while staring at her with an unreadable expression.

"Well bye."

She turned and quickly walked away from him with her heart pounding in her ears. A smile tugged at the corner of her lips and she soon grinned like a mad man... well woman. She couldn't be happier and she thought of all the ways she could text him and if she should wait for his text or simply text first.

Yes, Lucy Heartfilia was a woman that would soon be falling deeply and madly in love and nothing could stop her. Something that would happen sooner than that though would be the embarrassing realisation that she had never even asked for his name.

"God dammit!"

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