#mozequi

Where did it all go wrong? It lasted one semester, when you finally opened up. The moment winter started to come and you got used to the warmth of his hand; he was gone. He may have given you his sweater, but his warmth was already theirs. There were always unspoken words that you knew, you were the only one concerned about the nature and fragility of your relationship. His heart was already for someone else, in fact, maybe it was already theirs from the start, and you just tried to squeeze inside in hopes for a sense of belonging.

Moze x Jiaoqui fanart q^q i love them so much