"God damn with him!", you yelled to yourself when you were at home. You lived alone, since your parents were working in the other country. You walked to the fridge. "...well fuck this shit". The fridge was almost empty and you decided to go shopping.
You went to the same market as always. It was nearby, and there were pretty cheap food. You were walking around and collecting food to the basket when suddenly you heard familiar voice: "YO! What are ya doing here?"
It was Alfred. Again. "...buying food, what else", you just answered. He come closer and asked if you lived alone, and you had to answer yes. "Me too! Amazing isn't it?", he said. "Not really...". You were about to go pay the foods but noticed that Alfred followed you. #what's his problem?!# Suddenly you turned around and asked: "Why the fuck you keep following me?!". Silence. "...I want to have lots of friends". For real? You couldn't think any answer to this. The two of you just stared at each other for few minutes. "Stop following me", you said and went to pay.
When you were again in your home, you weren't so hungry anymore. You decided to go to do your homeworks. Well, cladly there weren't many of them, so you were ready in about 15 minutes. Then you started to think Alfred. That loud, handsome man, who wanted to be friends with you. #Maybe I'll speak to him tomorrow...#, you though and went to sleep.
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In love with a killer
Fanfiction~Second year of high school, same person, same look as last year. Nothing has changed. You felt little bit lonely in school, since you didn't have friends.~ Contains angst/sadness, cursing and some happy times, woo~ sorry it might be boring at the b...
