Luka's P.O.V
I feel my heart which was at ease again.
What was that?! Is that even how you greet a person? I never found myself as the shy one in the family, I was more the careless one, sometimes, but most of time I'm the one who would always want to seek out different ways I could have more fun.
I feel the bell ring me out of my thoughts.
It was home time, so I quickly grab my tablet, books and pens and slide them into my bag.
I swing my bag around my shoulders and walk out of class just like the other students.
I walk out whilst seeing Juleka walking out with her new friend.
I shrug and walk off until I gear a voice.
"Luka!"
It Ivan, he came running after me until he caught up to me.
"Ivan?"
"Do you have anyone to walk with?"
"No." I answer.
He seems like he was in a happy mood today.
I smile when I see him smiling.
"You want to walk with me?" I ask.
"Yes!" He says. "Unless.. You don't want to."
"I'd love to!" I say.
He came and hugs me but I make him stop when I slightly push him back.
I grin with a bit of laughter.
We begin walking out of school together, making jokes and talking about random situations we've been in.
When I reach my house, I shake his hand and wave goodbye.
I enter the house and see that Juleka was already there.
I shut the door behind me and take off my shoes.
"Sorry."
I look at her in confusion, "why? Why are you.."
"Because I left you and walked home with Rose."
I smile, "it's fine! I walked home with someone too!"
"A friend?"
"A friend?" I repeat with question. "I'm not sure if he is a friend."
She laughs, "I'm pretty sure he is!"
I shrug my shoulders, "I'm going to go up and play some guitar."
She nods towards my action.
I run upstairs and close my bedroom door. I take off my bag, leaving it on my desk and I sit up on my bed.
I pull the guitar strap over my shoulder and start strumming each string.
I don't remember what it feels like to have a real friend.
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『The Rhythm Of Despair』
FanfictionLuka Couffaine, a 15 year old boy who is trying to follow his dreams even if his Father doesn't agree with it. All his life, he wanted to become a guitarist but with all the pressure around, he couldn't. Whenever he tries to play his guitar he gets...