I shuffle into my new high school, sinking my head low, praying to stay unnoticed. Carefully, I pry open my binder to check my freshly printed schedule.
First Period- Math
Great- My worst subject
I stumble into class, still struggling to walk and keep my head low simultaneously. I plop down in the seat closest to the back-right corner. Moments after, a boy sat next to me, and inched his desk nearer. Curious, I shifted my eyes to land on the boy's figure, scanning his entire body.
Short, but way taller than me.- I mean, I'm not even five foot - everyone's taller than me.
Slowly, my eyes inch higher.
Thin legs, chiseled torso, muscular arms. Jesus he looks like a model.
I look up once more.
Suddenly, our gazes meet.
His chocolate, almond-shaped eyes meet mine, and for that moment, time ceases to exist.
His flaming red hair falls gracefully on top of his head, waves of fire transcending over his smooth forehead.
My gaze shifts once again, this time to his lips.
They are surrounded by black stubble, but his lips look smooth, yet slightly chapped.
He's beautiful.
A/N-
HERE'S MARKIMOO! We will start conversing next chapter... Stay tuned ;)
-Kai <3
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"Let me Help You" - Markiplier x Depressed Reader
FanfictionWords to describe me - depressed- suicidal- a cutter- worthless- disgusting- ugly- sad And then I met Mark WARNING: SELF HARM, SUICIDAL IDEATION, DEPRESSION, ETC.
