AlysaGutchman
I had been running until I reached a place which feels like the end of the world, a void where I just want to fall and keep falling without hitting the ground, a place where I want to just disappear without hurting myself because I have endured enough torture. I sit down, crossed-leg, the chill wind flows through my brown hairs which I recently had into a wolfcut, the pleasing sound of the waves have me close my eyes and feel every inch of the wind in my body.
I open my eyes and let out a warm sigh. I look around for a while to feel the distressing solitude. Then I see a silhouette which feels of a young man in his late 20's. Seeing him keeping with his hands wrapped around his legs and his face dropped on his knees anyone could draw that he was in pain.
I didn't care at all until a sudden urge hit me straight in the heart 'He looks like he may need some company.' I struggled but won victory over this one. Than another voice echoed in my brain 'We went through the same phase, no company to suprress this' This was harder but I won again. 'Goo Adri, at least let him know there is someone else here' And this time I was defeated. My body itself got up and started walking towards the black figure.
My pace slowed down as he came clearer in view. An unzipped black teddy jacket, a striped green-white sweater, blueish boyfriend jeans. His hundred dollar haircut told me he came from money. His strong build reflected daily exercise probably from daily clubbing. But the actual simping started when his features were in view. The sharp jawline, the perfect nose, the delicate rose lips. His eyes weren't visible because of his tilted face.