A swan and a duck.

One day,a duck was swimming in its usual pool enjoying himself,frolicking in the water freely slacking when suddenly,a swan came and joined him.He was immediately captivated and started staring at the gorgeous white swan swimming gracefully in the water leaving virtually no ripples at all.It seemed like it was just a picture of perfection to him.

The duck made friends with the swan and they got along as they were both quite open.They started doing stuff tgt like swimming,eating,playing and the duck felt really blissful,he began developing feelings.One day,when both of them met during winter on the usual pond,the duck saw the swan within the snow,drifting downwards with its pale white feathers complementing the milky petals of snow falling downwards,its physique contrasting thus resulting in an image no short of a goddess to the duck.He stared down in embarrassment,he saw an image tat was definitely the direct opposite of the image he saw a split second ago.He realised the feelings he had after coexisting with the swan was redundant.A princess would never like an insignificant being like him.The really ugly pervert was it?

The duck flew away.

The next day,he went to secretly admire swan again and he saw a happy swan enjoying herself alone.As if having him with her was no difference at all.It was just the ducks luck to meet her when she wanted company.He realised.He could go die for all she cared.
Years later