{A/N: Sorry. Sorry for taking me a long time to update, for changing the band's original song title, and for this imagine, if it would suck!! But I really do hope that you all will enjoy! Get ready for some feels!! And.. Happy birthday to our emo/meme king! Peter Lewis Kingston Wentz the Third!! We love yah, Petey!}

"She.. She's beautiful." Your mom breathed out as she held the newly born you. After having a long, hard, and breath taking laboring, she managed to smile down at you, as you slept in pure peacefulness.

What she didn't know was that, three pairs of eyes were looking straight at the two of you, pity in their eyes. Then your father went closer to the two of you, as the doctor beside the nurse, worriedly spoke up.

"There's just one problem, Mrs. (Y/Last/N).."

·°·19 years later·°·

|Y/N's POV|

Wow. Another last day of school in a week. Friday. In my situation that is. I woke up and decided to fetch some fresh air from outside for awhile. From my balcony, I could feel how beautiful the nature is that's surrounding me. Appreciating how the gentle breeze sweep along my pale skin, as I inhaled the scent of beauty.

But then, I remembered a shameful flashback that has happened to me, that I surely wanted to forget. I had always regretted what I've done.

*flashback*

"Bes, just get the freaking ball, into the hoop already!" Jens, my bestfriend, cooed. (A/N: Shout out to all the creatures who're named as Jens! Including one of my bestfriends!!)

"You know how I always fail in these kinds of physical activities!" I retorted, as I felt my hands shaking against the ball that I held. She does know what's the real reason why I hate doing these kinds of stuff. As my long time bestfriend, she already knows and understands my true situation.

"C'mon, (Y/N)! This can also serve as a practice for our physical education class!" She forcefully reasoned out. Yes, it could help. But what's nerve cracking about it is the fact that I might.. Never mind. Knowing my bestfriend, she'd not let me get away with this. So in return, I heavily sighed and decided to go for it. But it is not I who shall be blamed incase I get anything damage-

"Holy smokes! Who the heck, smashed my window?!"

Oh no. Please don't tell me it's him. Oh, who am I kidding?! I could recognize his voice anywhere!

Patrick Stump.

I had smashed my schoolmate's/neighbor's/ultimate crush's window! Suddenly, a pair of arms tried to tug me away from the scene. Jens.

"(Y/N), let's go!"

But I, surprisingly, stood strong from my current spot and stopped her from running away.

"No, Jens. We both have to face the consequences of our actions. And you know that!" I bravely answered back. Well, it sounded brave. Though, she also does know about my feelings towards the guy. And to add up with my problem, neither of us had even told him about the real me.

She then, decided to apologize for me. Since she did realize that it was partially her fault as well. That was also the day that I thought of hiding from Patrick Stump.

*end of flashback*

Ever since that day had happened, Jens helped me out with hiding from Patrick. She said that it would also serve as a sign of her apology/peace offering for what she had forced me to do. It actually just happened a few days ago. So these past few days of schooling, we'd be hiding like criminals escaping from the rules of law.

To be honest, she was always the one who had helped me. Regularly by my side to guide me. I and my parents are eternally grateful for that.

Thankfully, Patrick had forgiven what we've done. Jens said that he absolutely didn't mind and that we didn't have to worry as well. Now that was what I always liked about the guy. It was never because of his outer features. It was always his inner side.

Then it hits me again. I was currently hiding from him.

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"Here yah go, bes.." Jens muttered, handing me as to what I assumed was the school canteen's tray. Yes. It was lunch time. And as usual, this is what happens to the both of us. Her helping me. The classic.

When suddenly, an unknown force pushed me from behind. Then one of those annoying phrases had echoed through my ears again.

"Oops. Sorry, no sight.." A b*tchy student, mocked. And yes. You all heard her right. I literally have no sight at all.

My parents already told me about this before. Ever since I was born, doctors saw that there was something wrong with my eyes, which unfortunately had lead to this. Another reason why I and Jens were always pushed around. I've did my best to tell her to stay away from me, since I can't handle not being able to defend her. But thankfully, she had completely understood and insisted in continuing to help me.

There were also times that peiple around us gets too harsh, which made me promise myself to not let any other kindhearted human being into my life.

Everybody in school already knows about this situation of mine. Well, except for one guy. Patrick Martin Vaughn Stump.

"Hey.. Stop that!" A very familiar voice lingered throughout the whole canteen. I'm pretty sure that a lot of curious pairs of eyes were on us. If only I could see that b*tch's face. I could rip her throat off! Okay, maybe that was a bit too harsh.

"Oh my! Hey, Patrick! How're yah?"

S-So it was Patrick. Where in the world was my freaking bestfriend?! But what alarmed me more was that, he might find out about this problem of mine. Goodness gracious!

"Hey.. Are you okay? I saw that girl forcefully push you. Patrick, by the way.." *GIF* I can sense that he was letting his arm out and kindly asking for a hand shake. But did he really just ignore that slut? Cool! More reasons to like this gu-

"Oh hey there, Patrick! Thanks for saving my bestfriend!! And I'm really sorry, bes for accidentally leaving you! I honestly could've stabbed that slut's throat off I was there.." Jens finally chimed in as she placed an arm around my shoulder. Now that's where me and my bestfriend click. The same perspectives either in good or bad. But then, a clearing of throat had disturbed our little conversation, catching both of our attentions.

"I don't mean to be rude or anything, but.." It was Patrick. His voice was as gentle and calming as ever, but what I heard next literally got me off guard.

"Are you blind?"

How did he notice?! Of course he have noticed all of my looking in all sorts of directions and seeing nothing but black in return when he had introduced himself! Then it slapped me hard.

This one last guy will finally know what I truly have..

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{A/N: Okay so maybe there weren't much feels in it. But maybe the next one will *winks*! Yes. Part 2 or the end will be coming up next!! Watch out for that! Also, let us all acknowledge how insanely.. Amazing you all are! 3k+ reads, all those votws, and wonderful comments?! Thank you so much!! Love y'all overcasts! Stay psychotic and beautiful because all of us Overcast Kids really are haha! Mwuah!👽}