The first book in the series_Welcome to my world_ [complete]
As an ordinary human young man accustomed to living inside his imaginary world, among the papers of his ancient book and within the lines of those charming sentences, his abnormal thoughts...
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After he finished cleaning he pulled his feet with obvious fatigue. He lay on his bed wanting to take a little nap.
The chancellor's talk was over. As for the monkey boy, he disappeared from the tree, leaves piled up in his seat. He seemed uninterested in what he said.
"Hey you boy.....hey wake up.....fuck you"
The voices began to become clear to him after they were incomprehensible vibrations. He felt the weight of his head and had difficulty opening his eyes. As soon as his vision became clear, he encountered deep emerald-colored orbs that made him forget the situation he was in until the creature in front of him moved away.
"What's wrong?" He hit him with his fingers on his forehead, and he felt a burning sensation in his cheeks. The situation got hotter, and the room was moving in circles because of his speed to get up.
He walked back, leaning against the bed frame, and carefully swallowed some of the water he gave him. "Thank you."
"It's okay." He sat on his bed and noticed the flexing of his exposed stomach muscles. He was sweating wet, as if he had taken a long bath.
He was just observing his figure carefully, with black hair falling profusely on his forehead, a sharply pointed nose and plump lips, his ears hidden under his thick hair, his arms carefully sculpted, and his thighs protruding firmly through his short pants.
"Who are you and what drew you to my room?" Leaning his head on his elbows, raising his eyebrows, which helped highlight his emerald eyes.
Luanzu straightened his seat and bent down to place the cup on his desk. He lifted his hair up and changed the course of his stare to the clock behind him, which seemed interesting to him.
He got up, his feet touching the cold floor, which made the soles of his feet sweat because of their warmth.
He took out his syllabus and gave it to him. He didn't come close to take it. This made him come forward to get it. He felt like a wild deer in opposition to a hungry lion, and his bare chest helped make him nervous.
He grabbed him and meant to touch the boy's fingers. After a while he noticed his eyebrows frowning and his biceps contracting. Finally he raised his head, "You're a fairy then...Haha."
His laughter was hoarse and his confusion increased fold. He was inevitably making fun of him, pulling his school program and holding him so hard that he was cut off from the sides. "Oh."
