Her eyes, they're, empty.
She walked with the fate of the universe in the palm of her hands, and made it look like a pair of broken wings.
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"Let me teach you how to feel. How to feel happy, how to cry, how to get angry."
"How to... love."
An...
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"What's that supposed to mean?" I questioned, my heart dropped at his words. I shouldn't have lived? And that's why I'm so famous? That's not the most pleasant thing to hear.
"Yeah now that I'm saying it to you I'm realising how rude it sounds..." he scratched the back of his head. I was about to talk again before the bell rang, Taehyung got up at the speed of light, practically sliding his way away from me. I closely followed behind him, not satisfied with the information he gave me, I wanted to hear more, with details, and reasons.
"Listen Jackson, there's a time and place to talk about things like this, and I assure you that a canteen full of alloras isn't the most suitable place." He whispered as we headed into homeroom.
"Jewel- oh wow is this your friend?" Mr Kim's eyes lit up seeing me with someone, all he wanted was for my loneliness to be cured by someone other than himself.
"Hi sir I'm Taehyung," he bowed. "For clarification, he is not my friend, just an acquaintance for an extremely short tiny period of time." I told Jin, he chuckled shaking his head at me. He ruffled my hair before he took a seat down while the rest of the class entered.
"Is he your uncle or something?" Taehyung asked as we sat down. "No, but I guess you could call him that, he's like a second father to me." I replied, glancing at Taehyung's unusual expression before Mr Kim started talking to the class.
"So kids, todays mini assembly will be online because someone threw up in the main hall. Louis are you feeling better now?" Mr Kim asked with concern as the whole class chuckled a bit. The boy sat in front of me, I could see that he was embarrassed with the attention. Suddenly the person next to him turned around to look at me. Heon.
"Taehyung-ah we couldn't find you at lunch, we chill on the rooftops on Wednesday's," Heon spoke. "I see you've made friends with the person I told you to stay away from," he sighed in disappointment as he looked me up and down.
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He has all the reason to hate me, after what happened last year. I can't tell these humans what really killed, him.
