A/N:

Cover image belongs to its rightful artist. (I forgot where I got it tho ._.)

Jack Frost and Elsa is not mine to begin with. (I would have put them in one movie and do many fluffy things on them if they were mine. Derp)

Prologue

My purpose has always been fixated on my parents' expectations ever since I was introduced to the world.

I excel in academics. I excel in music, but arts was my passion. Sports was an exception. I always follow what they would tell me to do. [But I could not satisfy them.]

But I'm [not] satisfied with my life. I'm safe with my parents' decisions. [Never get to try decide on my own.] And I'm completely okay with that.

My name is Elsa Snow. And I have a life. And it's [almost] perfect. [All I'm seeing is a canvas with blotches of grayish white and black colors.]

My existence was only a mere 'just existing' thing ever since I was introduced to the world.

I am not smart. I am not stupid. I am not an athlete. I am not a nerd. I am not an artist, a musician, a dancer. Or anything that makes people say I'm talented or whatever. I am completely normal and ordinary.

But I'm [not] satisfied with my life. I have my friends, my family. [Something's missing.] And I'm completely okay with that.

My name is Jack Frost. And I have a life. And it's [almost] complete. [All I'm seeing is a picture with a part that is plainly white. ]

A/N:

Ohkaaaay so. Hello.

To the readers who have followed my first version of this, I deleted the story you're welcome. Ha ha ha. No, seriously. Because the plot I had was supposed to be based off from the book 'Shatter Me' by Tahereh Mafi and well, I noticed that I had unconciously ended up copying most of the plot (kind of) that was on the book itself. And my writer's block added up due to that. And decided to do some kind of major revisions. Like, the plot and everything else. Or whatever.

And maybe, the right words I should say is that this story is inspired (still) by Tahereh Mafi's Shatter Me and Hunter Hayes' song entitled 'Wanted'.

I'm not really good with words okay I'm sorry

Thank you for reading this crap. And short prologue. Haha. And I'd [need] aprreciate reviews (and violent reactions). Please.