They called him "Tower". Probably because of his height. At 5'11, he was taller than most Asians in my country. He was built like a brickhouse, with muscles where either fat or loose skin should be. Most of all... he was handsome. Quite the combination to render women, and gays like me, in an utter state of flushed confusion.
Let me take you on a joyride around an unheard of country where the beaches are either white, pink, or gray. Where we have underground rivers that have an altar at the center of a hidden cave. Where the Summer Capital of said country sits 1,500 meters above sea level and is covered by Pine Trees and fog, as I tell you of a love that was neither expected nor welcomed.
Oh, sorry where are my manners? My name is "Babel"... and this is my story.
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"Are you okay? Can you still stand up?" I asked him
"Go away!" He replied
I remember the day I met him he was wearing a black shirt and black pants. He looks helpless and wasted until I get to know him more after the incident
"I just wanna be the one who can He call and I wanna be the one who can be with him always" He explained
I didn't know that he and I would be friends, I didn't know that I could be the one who would listen to his complaints and dramas, but I didn't know that....he likes someone else
"I can be the one you can call and... I can be the one that you can be with always" I replied while looking at him
We both didn't talk and stayed silent. I guess being in love makes you stupid and I can prove that as I am the stupid one