It just felt right because It was unnecessary drama.

love is blind(13)

⚠️ Warning Attempt rape I guess.
Proceed with 🚧 caution.

All conversation was in Tamil. Indeed I wasn't lingual in Tamil but I could speak a few words. Rambling a few words into a sentence with my weird pronunciation wasn't a hard job but when people didn't understand the fact my tongue could not roll the 'r' pronunciation without making me say it as 'l'.It affects me in any language I attempt to be lingual.

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Love is the base of all emotion.

If you are willing to love, you are willing to hate.

Love will numb your feelings.
You will forget everything in life when love blinds you.

When my father sexually harassed me, I barely reacted to defend myself because I didn't know what was happening.

But when a perverted senior tried to play absurd with me. It flabbergasted me that I had a voice and since that, I have been obsessed with my abhorrent voice. It was more like I knew I had a voice that could either enchant fantasy or shatter reality.

It was around 11.00 a.m.The afternoon school session starts at 1.15 p.m.

The sky was still bright blue. The clouds were in a race. The slight breeze of the morning air covered with morning dew was now fully polluted by the vehicles that were running here and there. Every day felt rather warm for me but that day felt rather cold for me. My cold skin shivered as I felt the breeze.

I was alone that day. Most days I was alone at that time of school. I came early to school.

I was in the canteen, sitting at the first table in the left corner. I was writing a poem without a care in the world. I heard the noises of footsteps, the chatter of the morning session kids, the noise of cutlery hitting the plate, and the noise of cooking. I was sitting just opposite of food stall.

The light ahead of me blocked out. I rose my head up to see which creature had disturbed my source of light.

Stood there, two seniors having a smile on their lips. I have never seen an uglier smile.

'Yes, can I help you?'I query annoyed with a Cheshire grin.
Please just get lost.

'You all alone.'One of the senior voices out.

'Yes.'
You are not blind, right?

'Can I touch your front?'He asked with an ugly smirk.

They were black as charcoal. There is nothing ugly about being as black as Vantablack, but there is this thing in me, I just feel that they're ugly. It is just a sense in me that if I hate something, I just hate that. There is no gravity-defying logic there. It goes with everything. Hate, love, defying someone's looks, wanting to be friends and many more.

Vantablack is a material developed by Surrey NanoSystems in the United Kingdom and is one of the darkest substances known, absorbing up to 99.965% of visible light at 663 nm if the light is perpendicular to the material.

At least try to not be so upfront.

I tried to muffle out my laugh. How desperate can a male be?

'Excuse me, what exactly do you want to touch.'I asked.

'It's not like you are a virgin, so why bother play hard. Trust me I make it good. I want to touch your chest.'He replied.

Deep down in me, I felt a shiver in my spine. It felt like that shiver was a blade made of blood. I felt cold like it was the coldest day of my life.