[QUASIMODO IMAGINE]

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IMAGINE FALLING IN LOVE WITH QUASIMODO.

When you had first entered Notre Dame to find a safe place from people who had just tried to rob you and stabbed you as you escaped, you had never thought to meet the bell ringer who had only recently been accepted as one of the people of Paris. He still lived in the bell tower - it was his home and everybody loved hearing the bells ringing and it was even more magical now when everybody knew who ringed them.

Quasimodo was loved by people all around Paris. Kids loved playing with him, and he was often one of the most anticipated people attending different parties and festivals. After Frollo had died, the city had truly come alive. Corrupted soldiers had been sent away and the people of Paris - gypsies and other people - could live without fear.

And now you were there, living a peaceful life with a man who had patched you up and let you rest in his bell tower. He had offered you a bed, food, and a bunch of kindness. And you saw something in his heart - something that eventually made you love him. You knew that most people in Paris loved Quasimodo, they had learned that his looks didn't define how he was as a person - but nobody had ever loved him like you did.

And he loved you like that too, you hadn't flinched the slightest bit when you had seen his face. You reminded him a bit of Esmeralda, but you were even gentler towards him - and something had just clicked in place in his heart as he had slowly fallen in love with you too.

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