He sits in the lunchroom, listening to his friends chat about meaningless things as he drank his ice coffee. Gray sees some girls staring at him with heart eyes and overhears a bunch of people talking about how cold he is.
He mentally rolls his eyes and goes back to listening about his friends talking. Suddenly the topic of love comes up and he flinches. His friends glance at him and changes the subject, careful of his feelings.
Gray immediately says he wants to go to the toilet, standing to instead take a stroll and ignoring his friends worried eyes.
He is cold. He knows. As cold as ice.
Because something happened in the past.
But he is trying to move on.
Can't anyone see?
YOU ARE READING
its called love // gruvia
FanfictionShe doesn't know why the rain keeps on following her. She wished she knew why. Was it because she was born to be like this? He still remembers the day he became cold. He knows why he is still like this. So why can't he stop the pain and loneliness...
