Where do Broken Hearts go?

by Like-A-Zero-Five

Gray is a Hoarder. His specific job is to collect broken hearts from humans then replace them with new ones. Among the people on Earth who already become his 'customers', there's one person who caught his utmost attention. Her name is Juvia. She is a girl who had her heart broken, not only once, but for eight times already.

1. Prologue

Author's note! PLEASE READ ::

Hiya! Lyka, here. Good day to all!

This is my first time (trying) writing a Gruvia fanfic :)
I actually have no idea how to do Gray or Juvia's character well, so please forgive me for their OOC-ness xD
Anyway, the story only have short chapters, since the story is quite fast-paced and... short. hahaha :))

PS. The story is told by Gray's POV :"

That's all! Thanks for reading this story :)
Please enjoy! And review if you can ( 'cause I really love reading reviews :D )

PROLOGUE

I am always watching people fall in love, then falling out of it.

Well, it's not like I have a choice.

You see, I am one of the many Hoarders that roam around the Earth. Humans cannot see us with their naked eye, but we are everywhere, always watching from a distance. Our primary purpose is to collect broken hearts from people and then replace it with new hearts so that they can fall in love again.

I always wondered why all of that is necessary.

Why do we have to give them a second chance to love when in the end we knew that they're just going to be hurt once again?

Sure, I mean, I also think that love is a wonderful thing. After three hundred years of observing the humans, I can see how it changes them for the better. Those who are corrupt turn to walk in goodness. Those who feel ugly see light in themselves. Those who are sad feel warmth within their soul. And those who are lost find their selves back once again.

With that, I knew that love is something which is not to be considered bad.

But, it wasn't always good either.

All the good that were obtained can just disappear in an instant when it's not treated right.

Hearts which are once clear and bright could turn to black and be filled with darkness because of love. Broken hearts, as humans called it. And as time goes by, it happens a lot more than necessary. There even are times when humans get hurt too much and finally wondered why it happens, what becomes of their broken hearts and where do they go afterwards.

If humans knew that there's a chance that you can't feel love at all, I wonder if they would take it, in exchange for the fact that you're not going to get hurt again.