Your name is Nepeta Leijon, and you have finally got the nerve up to confess your feelings. You already know however he does not return these and your moiral has told you time and time again to give up on the low blood, and you have tried but it has been unsuccessful. You blood pusher is too stubborn to listen to your think pan; you ended up shipping to get over the constant pain. The pain of knowing you will never have your flush feel the same as you feel. So now here you are in front of Karkats hive shaking you knock on the door.

You hear someone yell "ONE FUCKING MINUTE," as you wait anxiously for the door to open. When it does you see Karkat "LAIJON WHAT THE FUCK DO YOU WANT," he ask coldly. You gulp down a deep breath.

"K-karkitty, there's something I n33d to say. I'm flushed fur mew, I have b33n fur a long time. B-but I know you don't f33l the same, I-I just n33ded to tell mew. It hurt to f33l this way karkitty but I have dealt with it so fuir." You look at him he looks annoyed and mumbled loudly knowing you could hear him "STUPID USELESS FUCKING AUTISTIC CAT FREAK" that was your braking point, you knew he didn't recipient your feelings but did he truly think you were a stupid, useless, freak? You run off and don't look back, you can't you are blinded by olive green tears.

You look around hours later to find you are completely and utterly lost, you don't even recognize the area you are in. but for now you don't care, instead you lay against a nearby tree and just listen. The noises around you seem to calm you sigh out the longest sigh. If you are honest with yourself you should have expected karkat's rejection. You look at yourself with self-loathing and think of Trezei knowing you can never be the troll he wants. 'Well, if I can't be what he wants I'll be what I was trained to be, a pawerful huntress. And he shell be your pray' you think hissing with anger and run but not out of torn feelings but with the purest hate you ever had.