Did I Just Find A Story I Stopped Writing Two Months Ago, Decide To Delete All 67 Pages, Decide To Undelete

did i just find a story i stopped writing two months ago, decide to delete all 67 pages, decide to undelete it and just start a new doc and rewrite it? yes, yes i did

could you tell me how they meet and how they bond? also their dynamic in the story <3

I fricking love them already n I don't know anything about them

names: aaliyah and lucifer.

they go to a far away school no one knows about. you go by invitation only. they meet on the carriage ride to said school; he thinks she breathtakingly gorgeous, she finds him arrogant and annoying. she can see people's pasts with one touch of skin-on-skin contact and when they shook hands, she saw his past was too close to her own (aka: not good) and decided to push him away. she didn't need another her in her life. they're like eighteen or nineteen (honestly it's been so long since i've added to my story, ider). she's a natural at the magic and the assignments theyre given and as the year goes on, they're divided into almost academic factions and he has to work so so hard to stay in her class simply because he loves being around her, seeing her treat people with kindness and the bantering that occurs between himself and aaliyah. yes, there is a ball dancing class and yes the partners are assigned :))))) there is a christmas ball, of which aaliyah and lucifer are the opening dancers ;)))))

“I would eat if I wanted to eat, George.” he spat. “Who names their kid ‘George’ anyway?” 

George turned red. “It- it’s a family name.” 

He waved it off with a huff. “I don’t care. I didn’t ask for an explanation and I certainly didn’t ask for food.”

“I don’t really care for you.”

“Sir, no matter how much you insult me you still need to eat.”

don’t mind me, im just casually creating a steampunk-ish world with a dark academia school with a sunshine, witty mystery boy and a grumpy, light mean girl <3

if you would like to learn more, feel free to send an ask!!!

This is a poem for my book :)

Was I a fool to think I could ever be free?

Now I see the past, it won’t let me be.

There’s a boy at school,

And he played me for the fool. 

He is bright and full of life, 

Where I am dark and full of strife.

His story is dangerously close to mine, 

And because of it, I walk a very thin line.

there’s no better feeling in the world than giving your oc’s your trauma in mass amounts as a cry for help