The sunlight glistens through the leaves of the trees on a warm summer morning, the cold breeze hits my neck causing shivers to go down my spine. I look up from the book I was reading, honey and milk by Rupi Kaur, classic one.
I never enjoyed going to school in summer because the weather is too hot for me, it makes my hand palms sweaty and makes my hair stick to my face and neck, such a disgusting feeling.
I packed my bag as the schoolbel rang, assigning us to go to our first period classes.
Then I saw her, beautiful as ever. Her beautiful black shoulder-length hair looked so pretty with the sun shining on it, she's the most beautiful girl I've laid my eyes on and probably will ever lay my eyes on. Her name, Cathalina but everyone calls her Cath.
And my name, Kenji.
This is my story and how I became my own shadow.
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In my own shadow
RomanceWhat's it like loving someone from afar, but feeling so close to them. Admire them from a distance but wish you were the one standing next to them instead of that other person. To love someone so much it becomes the end of yourself, causing you to s...
