Blight: a plant disease, as well as a word for spoiling or damaging something. But it is also a name. A name that is widely known in the Boiling Isles.

When you're a Blight, you must follow a set of rules even if you're a toddler.

A Blight can never show weakness. They must only interact with a select few. They must always walk with their head up, taking confident but graceful steps. They must always be proper and formal, especially to those that are higher than themselves. They must never interact with those who are beneath them, as they are not worth their time.

A Blight must always be perfect, academically, socially and athletically. They can never show signs of being nervous, as a Blight is always prepared and two steps ahead of everyone. It should be an honour to even talk to a member of the Blight family, let alone be in a relationship with them.

However, a Blight must also act elegant as well as intimidating. Trying to intimidate their competition by looks alone is one of the things a Blight is gifted at. It's consider a privilege to be a Blight, as they have everything one should be envious of.

Those were the things Amity Blight had always grew up knowing. It was a constant reminder from her parents whenever she was young. As she grew up, the echoes of these rules became less frequent, but it also became more like a shadow looming over her shoulder, judging every decision she makes. It wasn't a good feeling, but she was used to it.

She would often obey to these rules, because failure to obey is considered an act of "rebellion" in the eyes of her parents, and thus would be severely punished. She does not like to be punished.

After all, no child would willingly want to get punished. If you were told to obey a specific set of rules since young, surely you would follow them without any questions, right? It would be something you would grow knowing about, being constantly reminded of, it isn't like it was new information, so surely it's natural, right? And even if you don't feel like it's right, it doesn't mean that it isn't right, right?

...Amity has been looking back at her life lately, more specifically her life decisions. She's been feeling odd lately, and most involved a certain human.


She doesn't know when to pinpoint the exact moment it started, but she would feel some sort of flustered feeling whenever she's around a certain friend. And Amity being worried for her safety, has been trying to solve this weird feeling out. So, she made a list of possibilities.

The first possibility is being sick. However, she doesn't think that she's sick. She has a pretty strong immune system, and add in the information of only feeling this sort of way around her certain friend, she believes this is an unlikely possibility. She put this in the "unlikely" section.

The second possibility is being hexed. This one was tricky, since if this is the case, she wouldn't know who or why she would be hexed in the first place. Possibly jealousy? She is the Top Student after all, it's a worthy title to be jealous of in her opinion. But the problem with this theory, is that she doesn't have any knowledge on who they would be, and how did they do it, since she would notice it before being terribly affected by it. She put this possibility in the "maybe" section.

The third possibility is something she's rather conflicted thinking about. She feels flustered whenever she puts a little thought into it. The third possibility was: having a crush on the certain friend.

Amity isn't dumb, she knows the signs of someone liking another person. She has read quite a few romance books when she was younger, and even if she doesn't think it's realistic at the time, she figured that she knew the general behaviour of whenever you're around someone you like.

(Though, she doesn't relate to any of them since she never had any actual crushes (a Blight cannot be in a relationship or have romantic feelings with someone their parents do not approve or know of), but she somehow trusts the judgement of the books she read. Besides, the romance books she read is probably popular for a reason anyway.)

...She doesn't like to admit it. She doesn't want to believe it. After all, that's just weird. She and Luz had only just been friends for a short while, they've even been enemies at one point, so why in the Titan would she ever have a crush on the other girl? Sure, she admits, Luz is cute in her own way. Dorky and silly, she especially looks so cute when she laughs, her eyes just light up like that simple, kindergarten level, light spell she showed her that one time with that glyph— Amity just fell from her chair.

"Ow," she hissed as she rubbed her back, the area she heavily landed on. She was fortunate to not have anyone there to see her little accident. (A Blight never makes mistakes.)

She stood back up, struggling but succeeded after a while. She was also fortunate that her siblings' bedroom and her bedroom were somewhat far apart. The amount of times they've barged in without permission on the days she accidentally forgot to lock was irritating, imagine if they had close access to her room. She shuddered at the thought.

"Why did I fall out of my chair?" she absentmindedly wondered before widening her eyes. "Oh right, I was thinking of her." She facepalmed.

"Wait, why was I thinking of her like that?" she realised, two seconds later. "I don't think I would be thinking of her like that if I didn't have a... thing for her."

She shook her head, as if it would help dismiss the thought. It didn't. "No, nope, never. It isn't that. It can't be that." She calmed herself down by taking deep breaths while mumbling "nope" over and over again. (A Blight must never panic. They are always calm and elegant.)

She looked back at her diary, the place she wrote all her thoughts and opinions, and also the place she wrote her list of possibilities. It laid opened on her study desk, one of the wording was slightly smudged due to the sudden fall off her chair.

She stared at it for a while before walking towards it. She sat back down on her chair. She grabbed a pen that was left on her study desk.

She placed the third possibility in the "maybe" section.


Author's note: It seems as if my motivation and ideas is whenever I'm sleep deprived or when it's 3am. But that isn't what I was going to tell you about.

Firstly, I plan to make this into a somewhat slow burn with only a few chapters. If your not a fan of slow burns, then feel free to exit, do what you want and all. Okay enough praising. Secondly, I don't really know where this is going, as I only did two other chapters after posting this one. (Both of which I'm unsatisfied with currently and it's under editing). Thirdly, I'm unsure about my update time. It'll most likely be at random times, since I have a personal life, as we all do.

So, yeah, that's it. Thanks for reading, see you soon. (Btw, did ya'll spot the Little Miss Perfect reference? :) okay I'm going now, see you.)