Staccato Lilts

Staccato Lilts

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*TW* This story will deal with issues such as self harm, depression and eating disorders *TW* They were both tainted by the world's dark claws. Maybe in the past, their story could've been the central branch of an unmistakable cliche, but no more was that the case, and there were all sorts of scars to prove it. He was the most important member of any existent cliche, a high school bad boy, but that title didn't last for long. Now he was simply a mute, and his 'bad boy fame' became a forgotten grave buried in the past. In one night, his whole world came crashing down on him, and no one was there to put his pieces back together. She was the girl everyone assumed had the perfect life, again, you might think, 'maybe she's bound to brew up into a stereotypical cliche'. But no, that definitely wasn't the case. In reality, the pressuring life she was leading caused her to take desperate measures to control the daily pain and rejection brought upon her, and no one -not even her family- had the time to realise it. Now when these two worlds collide what do we get? Simply, it's a staccato lilt. A beautifully broken lullaby, where most of the notes were memorably embedded into one's heart, despite some being slightly jagged on the edges. It's time for two lonely souls to write their song, a melody so powerful, that no one could ever forget.
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