love, love, all love

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          '' this whole story is in shinso's POV ''

          i woke up with the sick feeling in my stomach again, the feeling of hunger. the feeling of when you skip breakfast in the morning. the feeling of going to bed without supper.

          i remember sitting up, feeling my hair fall down on to my warm flushed ears. "ugh...' i looked at my clock, it read 5:55 AM. "f- fuck.." i brought my weak hand shakily up to stroke my hair, letting my hand glide through. no one was up, just me and my thoughts. the room was quite, so quite you could hear my breathing. my breathing was shallow, shallow. that word. if you drive a boat into shallow water it will get stuck, after years it will be with the shallow water. water, the feeling of drowning. the need of air for your survival, the need to be free from the shallow water. i need, i want to live. but what's the point? i got up, my feet hitting the cold floor. i stumbled to the bathroom, yawning i turned on the light and sighed. 'am i really that skinny?' i eyed myself up in the mirror.

          '' time skip, at school lunch ''  

          i sat alone, with nothing in front of me. everyone else was happy, eating with their friends. i couldn't help but notice the yellow haired boy who always caught my attention. his friends where nice, he was beautiful. dashing, his eyes where pointed and charming. his hair had a black streak, making him look sharp. could i befriend this yellow haired boy? he had my heart. my body ached at the thought of this touch, his voice. he's from class 1-a. I'm in class 1-c, big difference. i won't get to talk to him. 

          i bit my lip and looked down. my face is hot, am i blushing? i look back up seeing the empty seats around the table i was sitting at. i didn't have any friends. nor did i want to make any. but denki kaminari was different, he made me feel things i have never felt before. maybe this is love, love? what is love? that strong powerful word love. maybe I'm in love. 


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