He's a boy with a broken halo.
"You can lie, your eyes can't."
''I'll get my revenge. Watch Out. If my life was a story, the moral would've been that, Lucifer gets what he wants, and you never ever stand in his fucking way. Neither should you dare t...
It's autumn season. You can't help but admire the beautiful nature. But is everybody's life peaceful and beautiful enough to notice it or......... even appreciate it? . . . . . . . . . .
I wake up as the sun shines on my face. Beautiful to some, and annoying to others. All depends on how you see it. You might think what a kid, talking intellectual shit as soon he woke up. But I got time. It's only 7.00 a.m. As I was saying, isn't it all about the Point Of View? I mean the bright people having contagious happiness will smile feeling the sun's soft rays but the moody teenagers will groan as they feel the annoyingly bright light.
But as for me, I just mindlessly stare out window; not emotionlessly, I still possess those stupid things called emotions/feelings.
So, I stare out of my window until I realise, I should start getting ready now. I honestly don't want to go. But, I have to do that for my her. She's the only one whom I love at this point. I hope she never leaves my side. I love her to the point I'll do anything for her. And going to school just happens to be one of those.
I have been going to this school since 3 days and it's been.......... bearable. Nothing's important there. I don't really talk to people. They call me shy. I'm not really what you'll say cold; so let it be shy. The teachers call me the by the name ''Bunny Boy''. Yes, they say I look like a bunny too. Yeah, never told my name to anyone. I have my reasons, dude.
But what's interesting is, there are 6 people who are 'oh-so-interested' in me. Yeah, think dirty shit you all. No. I mean they are too sweet. Maybe not that sweet but very nice for sure. They want to be friends with me and break my shell.
But– how can one break something non-existent? I seem to be shy but it's not like that. I'm just kinda anti-social. I never had that much friends, you know?
But I might accept them when I trust them. For now, I am just hanging out with them without the label of 'friends', forcefully, if I say.
They are quite famous in there. They were called 'the six princes'. Yeah, 'were'. Now, they are 'the 7 princes' including me. They have nicknames too. 'The charming one', 'the chill one', 'the smart one', 'the bright one', 'the cute one', 'the handsome one' and me, 'the shy one'.
I don't really care; I mean, they can do whatever floats their boat. You might be thinking I'm just wasting my talking to my subconsciousness. No. I got ready while thinking all about this.
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I'm just simple. Unlike how I really should be. Anyways, I'm instantly titled as one of the prince bcoz- I quote, 'He's very handsome yet so cute. His fluffy brown hair really suits his milky skin. He has a cute bunny smile complimenting his shyness.' As I say, whatever tf floats their boat.
I got out of my house while roller skating. I love roller skating. I am quite playful actually. It's just that not everyone knows it.
Btw I never call that place home tho. People consider 'home' as a thing. Is it a thing tho? To me, Home is a feeling. It's a feeling you can get anywhere as long as you feel loved and protected. That 'home' can be a person too.
Suddenly I heard a ting. I checked my phone. There's the notification that makes me smile wide.
It's her. The one who makes my house a home as soon as she steps inside it. Because– she's my home.
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