Bleeding Heart: a KHR fanfic

He feels. He knows. He smiles. The foolish child with empathy. Too young to know, too young to understand, too young to be dying inside. Days pass by, and the blood, the tears, and the emotions only increase. He feels. He knows. He smiles. What a stupid child. Does he not know that he will not gain anything from this? There is no satisfaction in getting hurt. They remain ignorant to the boy's kindness. Do they not see the scars? The tears? The pain? Foolish people. Foolish child. Is idiocy a disease? He feels. He knows. He smiles. We are only human.

Then again, so is he.

ON HIATUS
I DO NOT OWN KHR