~~~=Disclaimer=~~~
This will probably be one of the worst stories ever, but eh. It's my first story ;~; Please don't hate me.
Also, this story will not be SMUT. I do not create smut, because I'd be horrible at it. BxB; If you're homophobic or don't like reading gay stories, leave. I mean it, leave now.
~~~=Description=~~~
Pretty much the very first day anyone would consider Fall. Trees were changing color, and the air had a slightly crisp feeling. Malix is just getting ready to leave school after his first day of torture, when he bumps into a reasonably attractive fellow.
Warning Bxbit's been a year already and it starts to heal. my scars starts to fade and my heart, though aching, is starting to feel better. and yet, i can still feel him beside me. i should stop this nonsense. i should not dream of him coming back to me. knowing him, he's already move on, so do i. it's something that's necessary. my heart.. starts to set its eyes on this boy in my class. he notices me... is this the way it should be... or not?
PS: This story has a sequel (SPOILERS). It's called Style. Please check my profile for the story. Ciao!