The BoyZ

Ayumu

Why is this world so evil?

"That's thee Ayumu" whispers all over the place.

"the model Ayumu? What happened to his face?"

"I don't know but he looks mad ugly with it"

Why are they so judgemental?

I was a famous model, until an accident. My parents were quick to cover it up saying it was due to a car accident. I still ended up quitting and joining a school where no one knew me, a school I didn't belong in. I come from a rich family but ever since the accident, my family abandoned me because I was 'ugly' and couldn't model anymore. I was disappointed but not surprised. 

When I moved to this new school, I decided to stick with myself and focus on school, but that wasn't possible with him.

"Yo, what's your name?" Diego asked. I ignored him. "I asked you a question"

"Yeah, and I ignored it doofus" I can feel his eyes studying me.

"Hmm I like you, you're funny" he smirked, "wanna be part of my gang?"

"ain't no way your soft ass is in a gang"

"I am" he grabs a seat and sits in front of me "So what is your name and are you gonna join?"

"My name is Ayumu, and I would like to check it out, if it's filled with soft bitches I won't join"

"Hmm, you won't be calling Hakim soft trust me" I can feel his eyes studying me again. What is this guy's problem?

After I met the others I decided to join, they weren't soft but they weren't gangsters either. Just wannabes and I can do that as long as they are good friends.

When I say my parents abandoned me it's not like they threw me out onto the streets. No, I'm the reason they make money so they gave me the house that was once owned by my siblings for the first week my dad would visit. He stopped after the second week of living alone, which I don't mind. None of my family ever liked me.

As the sky darkened I fell asleep. In my dream, "Please stop," a little boy yelled, as an older man started touching him. The boy begged and begged, but the man just started rubbing faster. His parents are doing nothing about it. I scream "Please stop" Tears run down my face, my body starts trembling, and I feel like I have absolutely no control over my body. No, no, no not that dream again.

After the dream, I couldn't fall asleep. So I started cleaning to calm myself. When I finished I just sat in a corner for the rest of the night, my body was stiff and my mind wasn't functioning. I felt dead.

Around 7 o'clock I got up and got ready for school. I skipped my morning workout instead I ran to school. That way I arrived earlier than I usually do. I was the only one in class but not long after Diego walked in.

"Ayumu, hey" I'm surprised he came to school today. 

"Hey," he seems off. Probably because I caught him crying. Instead of talking non-stop, he was silent, staring more than usual. I wonder, does he realize he's always staring? And it is not the normal kind where you just stare and look away when they look back, he stares even when I look at him, his eyes moving down and up examining me. "Stop staring"

"I'm staring?" he says obliviously.

"You've been staring for 5 minutes straight, you haven't even blinked"

"Sorry I didn't realize that," he laughs.

What a weirdo...

After school was over I caught up to him. Today he didn't wait for me. He's probably mad at me but for what? "Are we going to your little hangout?" he doesn't answer. "Are we going to the alleyway?" I asked again.