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The very day after Jack died, you died as well. You had fallen asleep, and when you woke up and walked away from the tree, you noticed that your body was left behind you. Your eyes widened in shock; how were you moving around without your body?! It was then that a voice spoke to you. You glanced all around, before your eyes landed on the moon. It twinkled brightly in response, and the voice continued talking.
It didn’t tell you much, just that your name was __y/n__. You couldn’t remember anything about yourself, and the moon didn’t tell you. The moon did however give you a staff, embellished with leaves of red and orange, that you quickly realized could summon rain and change the color of leaves.
The moon told you that you were now the Guardian of Creativity, whatever that meant, and to look for someone named Jack Frost.
And with that, the voice ceased.
Three hundred years later, and you found yourself i
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“Jack, be careful okay?” You mumbled to your brown haired, brown eyed best friend. Jack flashed you his signature cocky smile.
“Aw come on __y/n__! You worry too much! I’ll be fine!” Jack said cheerfully. You smiled weakly; Jack and his little sister were going ice skating.
This wouldn’t have worried you, they did it whenever the pond was frozen over, but the weather was slightly warmer than usual. You had visited the pond earlier with Jack, and while he had deemed the ice thick enough, you didn’t trust it. Jack however, wouldn’t listen to you and insisted that you worried too much.
You stared into Jack’s deep brown eyes with your own __e/c__ ones. You had a nagging feeling in the pit of your stomach, but tried to shove it away. Jack’s gaze softened when he saw that you were slightly pale from worry. He reached a hand out and grazed his thumb along your cheek, sending shivers down your spine.
“Jack! Are you ready to go?&
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Jack’s jaw literally dropped when he peered inside your window, seeing you decked out in fancy clothes for your prom. You wore a light blue, strapless dress, with a tulle skirt that rested just above your knees, and a very sparkly bodice with a sweetheart neckline. You wore white Converse with white sparkly tights; your __h/c__ hair hung down in loose waves. It was at that moment that Jack decided you were the most beautiful thing he had ever seen.
Jack’s heart sunk though, when, with one final glance in the mirror, you exited the room, going downstairs and greeting your parents and your…date. Of course you had a date. You couldn’t see him anymore, why had he hoped that you would remember him?
When you were younger, you could see him. And the two of you would laugh and have snowball fights, and go sledding, and just, have fun. At first, Jack treated you like a little sister, but as you grew up, his feelings changed too. He had something of a crush on you, and t