Hard to love (Playtime x Bully)

Day 2

Comic by me but style by a different user in frame cast called floor child hope you like it :)

he walked up, towards me, not giving me any attention to speak to him, he sits near the window grabbing chair, putting his hood up, and taking out his phone, and getting his headphones on to listen to rock music. I poke home a bit shyly, and still continued to mess up my hair by using one brush. He looked up to me, and saw how i was doing my hair not done very well. "Are you trying to show of that you hair is more messy than my mine?" he said looking up to me, turning of his music. i blushed on how rude he was "ugh!-No!" i said still dealing with the tangle up knots in my hair. I turn around to him, "what do you think you can do better than me" i said trying to brush my hair more scruffy then usual. He looked at me and gave me and gave me a 'are you kidding me i can do so much better' "yeah if you want my treat" he said still texting his buddy's that he is still in school. I turn around giving my thoughts to myself and told him no that i didn't want him to mess my hair up, but he rolled his eyes with a faded smile, "Ok, but your lost though..." he said winding back with music in his ears and him mouthing the words to the beat, but i was still wondering that made me want to say yes, 2 minutes past and i turned around, and almost choking my words out to him almost astonished what i my mouth just said to him. "ugh...fine, but don't screw it up, ok..." he looked up with a grin, " Ha no one can resist it, can't they? but if you really want it, will cost you shiny quarter from baldi" he said taking out his bare hands over to him knowing i would give one to him, so i did, he grin, he rushed out to go to the chocolate machines, pressing the buttons on his favourite chocolate, mint chocolate..

he ran to me and grab my brush next to my side of the desk, and gave me a halve of his chocolate, which was surprising of him to do, because normally he would eat the whole thing. i looked at him, as he was starting to brush my hair more carefully than i already do, "why did you give me halve?" i wondered,

staring at his eyes but unable from the screaming of him brushing my hair, i sat and still waited for a answer. "just to show that i was sorry for almost breaking your leg" he said still brushing the strands of hair i look up, does he care about me? i wondered to myself. "you care?" i said sitting on the chair howling with pain, from the brush. "you are sorry?" i said looking at once again he gave me a stare of saying that was rude of me to say he sighed for a while on my question "look, even though i am a bully, even my job is that, doesn't give you the right thinking i haven't got any guts to say i am sorry or a heart to feel emotion, ok?" he said brushing the last strand, "anyways got a hair band" he said handing his hand towards me, "yeah wait a sec" i said scootering to my bag shuffling to find my bands to know where they are, i was still ashamed on what i said to him, i felt like a broken soul after what i just said to him, i handed to him a red band, "why red?" he asked me doing a small structure of the hair to do one singular pony-tale "yeah why? is it bad or something?" i said looking down trying not to scream my head off. "no, it's that you wearing all red, is it your favourite colour or something?" said nearly finished on my hair. "yeah i guess so, but never really thought about it being a favourite colour. i said looking down on my red dress seeing that his statement is true.