Heartless (Jean x Marco)

Friends? No.

Marco's POV

I walked along the corridor of the hallway, dorms built behind every wall I turned. I looked back at the green typed up paper again, making sure I was going the right way. My dorm number was 679, and I just passed 560...561...It will be awhile till I get there, right? I sighed in annoyance, but continued walking as I re-adjusted my glasses that were already sliding down my nose. My boots click-clacked along the wooden floor as I continued, even it echoed just signifying how hollow the hallway is. 676...678..aha! 679.

I walked in into the hollow yet furnished room and exhaled in the cold air. I sighed in relief then smiled as I set the shoulder bag I was carrying on the couch. I scrunched up my nose and then slid my glasses  back up my nose. I walked over to the bathroom and looked at myself in the mirror. I was just wearing some ripped up jeans and a Avenged Sevenfold t-shirt, and a pair of jordans. I fixed up my hair a bit, and then did a half turn and walked out the bathroom. I dragged myself to the bedroom, and then heard someone rush into the room, laughing harshly. "GET OVER HERE!"

"NO! FUCK YOU HORSE FACE!" He shut the door and continued laughing, and then I heard footsteps heading towards the bedroom. I widened my eyes and then sat down on the bed next to the window and sighed worrily, hoping the man won't kill me. I played with the holes in my pants as I awaited my death. Finally the door burst in, making me jump a bit and whimper. 

"Now, would you look at that?" He said, before walking over to me. He has light-blondish hair and...he has hazel like eyes. He has pale skin which brings out his hair and all that. 

"H-Hi. I'm Marco B-Bodt..." I said, bitting my bottom lip shyly as I looked down. 

"Butt?" the man said, chuckling after.

"N-no, Bodt." I repeated. 

"Keep butt, it fits you better." He said, then sitting next to me. That was offensive. 

"So, whatcha into Marco Butt?" he asked, then lighting up a cigarrete. 

"I-It's Bodt...and well, I'm into Anime and dr-"

"Just kidding! I don't give a fuck about what you into to! And by the way, I don't talk to people with the last name, 'butt' " He said, making me shrug a bit. He then put the cigar in-between his teeth, and exhaling.

Why is he so mean to me? I barely even know him, and..ugh. I swear to god, this is going to be a rough 3-4 years. 

"What kind of music do you listen to?" He asks, then removing the cigarrete from his mouth.

"I-I will say rock. Linkin park, Avanged Sevenfold, Skillet, Breaking Benjamin. Trapt, Gemini Syndrome and My Chemical Romance..." I said, looking over to the man next to me.

"THATS MY SHIT BRO!" He yelled, making me jump a bit. He turned to me and threw his cigar onto the wooden floor. He stepped on it, now leaving a black stain. He pinned me down to the bed and gave a slight smirk, and then gave me an enraged look. "Listen, McGay pants, you're not the person you seem to be, or you think you are, okay bitch? I bet you are one of those mother fuckers that think they're so cool, but they aren't. If I see you acting like that, I will give you just one, one! Big fucking punch in the face, faggot. Now, let go of the good boy act, because that isn't going to fool me, bitch." He said, then moving away from me, and then glaring. He walked out the bedroom, and right when he did, I sat up on the bed. I placed my face on the palm of my hands and let out a few tears roll down my cheek.

...That hurt.

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