denki had been so silent , mainly
during college . of course ,
he had so much to worry bout :
music , college , recording ,
and a lot of other things .
every one just mainly used him as
a sex toy , so it was no wonder he
was so shy . he rarely ate . he
still looked fine , as he hid everything .
he had bruises , cuts , and
mainly burn marks marking his
skin . it was painful , but
he hid it behind everything .
the british boy just hid behind
his binder all the time . he
never knew what to do .
he was only eighteen anyway .
denki had been walking back from
some one ' s dorm and trying to
get outside . he bumped into someone
and was quick to apologize . he
avoided eye contact . he was so
shaky .
he felt his head spinning as he stood
there . it was like a month away
from his birthday and look where he was :
in such state that he could barely stand
without stumbling slightly .