Ade is a young boy living his high school life hoping to one day find love and be loved, but there is a twist to it, Ade's love is illegal in his country #Nigeria, he risks 14 years in prison, but isnt that what love is about risking it all against...
What is love? A question with no definite answer. I don't know if I am in love with Tope. If I am, then love is hurt. Cause that is all I feel.
I shouldn't be surprised, I knew this was going to happen, there is this invisible but concrete wall between day students and boarders.. This wall is not only recognized by the students, members of staff are aware of this wall and even uphold it by giving special treatment to boarders. You can liken it to a cult of some sort. Once you join the boarding house, you become accepted and your social status in school is upgraded; more friends, more recognition, more respect.
I used to be a boarder, but in a different school. I joined Honeyland secondary school in my Jss1 as a day student. Wunmi and I bonded quickly because of we take the same bus and love the same songs.
In a nutshell I am alone even in a class of 20 something people. Don't get me wrong I have friends. Its just that I am at that point of my life in which I need someone like me to make sense of my existence.
Growing up different from other guys made me an easy target. I remember the look my PHE teacher used to give me every time I said I wasn't interested in playing soccer back in jss1.. my friends David and Michael were always good friends, but none ever sat with me during soccer practice, so I used to wander away in my mind as the wind blew gently pathed by my face on the open field.
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Well, when life gives you lemon, make lemonade.. so I have got to move on and focus on my studies or other guys 🙂 .. or both if possible.
School closes and I return to my house to do what I do best... ponder..
The wind blows through my window gently and I can swear I perceived Tope. I know his perfume too well to be mistaken. But it can't be him.. it can't be anyone.. I live on the first floor he can't be levitating outside my window. This is a trick.. my senses are playing tricks on me. Now I think this is obsession. Obsession that I am willing to indulge in. I close my door lay on my bed cover my self and just breath him in
