As a boy he's automatically one to enjoy joking around and doing shit that's makes others question what's going on in his head while making such choices.
He's the type of smart you can't see written on paper, only hear as it leaves his mouth, sounds like a young Buddha.
His only flaw is he falls too hard and fights anything that gets in his way.
He once fought the ex of a girl he had been obsessed with and lost with a broken arm, the girl saw him as a waste of time.
Leading to him drinking every morning and answering the wonders to why he wore black shades most of the time making his appearance make him seem as if it's turning him into a careless bastard who could care less about his health.
He now hides his true self and patiently waits for a miracle to get the horrible taste from inside him out.
He wonders what his heart wants by slowly filling the emptiness by drinking the pain away.
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