The only way to describe Kristan is that long story short. He's an english major.
(Do i have to write anything else?)
This boy has also memorised the entire sountrack and choreography to Hamilton because he wanted to prove a point that Hamilton is a masterpiece of litterature and lyrical genius. He's a walking ray of sunshine. Bright blonde hair, blue eyes, and dresses in pastels and bright colors.
He's also, so insanely stupid.
Kristian was late. Of course he was late.
Hes always late.
For everything. Always.
He could not be on time if the world depended on it. He has somewhere to be, something to be doing, all the time, everyday.
Please get this guy a break. Or a nap.
He had made plans to go to the museum and meet his friends, which he had forgotten about due to the face he had spent the entire morning looking on etsy and wondering what spending habit should he indulge in today.
So he spent about 560€ on jewelry,
because he can.
He should not be given access to money like that. Not ever. Someone please restrain him. Please.
Restrain the boy's wallet.
So,
In a hurry, he pulled on a bright blue sweater and shorts, thigh high socks and his absolutely destroyed pair of converse. And he ran.
This boy sprinted.
And god he was not an athlete. And i hope he never will be.
He arrived at the museum and rushed in, not paying attention to his surroundings and bumping into someone.
"Oh, sorry!" He said shyly, looking up at the guy infront of him.
'Oh hes cute. I'm stupid.' He thought to himself.
But them snaps out of it and quickly rushes off to find his friends. But before that, he hides behind a corner like a weirdo, taking a look at the guy he just bumped into.
When he say him look around for him, he panicked and quickly went off to his friends.
His attention was not on a single thing in the museum after that encounter.
Every time he tried to focus he got distracted with thoughts of the pretty loser he bumped into and looked like an idiot infront of.
"Oh, Oliver was here too!" One of his friends says. "He's just your type Kristian. Skinny, tall, emo guy." His friend said teasingly.
"He's in the art course, right? I don't think i've ever seen him actively be around people, or be out at all." His other friend says.
'So thats who he was? Well, maybe i'll see him at school. Maybe.'
'I guess i know what i'm writing about for the next god knows how long.'
YOU ARE READING
Open Windows, Closed doors.
RomanceA queer mlm story, whats to do when two arts majors are in love anyways? Oliver, a visual arts major at the local college, finds his color in a dark and monochromatic world. Kristian, a writing and litterature major at said college, found perspecti...
