["Mightily Broken!"] A cold night; The wind was moaning, kissing the skin of David who was plodding along a dark lane in the depths of the decay zone of the city. His boots sadly crunched on the gravel that was decorated by dead leaves that laid on the ground, only they knew for how long. His hands were carefully thrown in the rooms of his trousers pockets. Engines were heard throbbing from distances. The night sky was aglow with lucent city lights and huge families of stars that looked like a large hand that had tossed diamonds into the sky. Above David's shuddering figure was the crescent moon that shone like a silvery claw that was the only brightest light source for David. He; who was beflooded by happiness and the bitterness of guilt, loomed in the impenetrable blackness of the night with a mind inundated with poisonous thoughts that were adequately sweet to wander unto. "Someone like him…! Will I ever get him?" David asked himself in a brittle, shaking voice. The wind conti
"He should have arrived by now!" Travis said thoughtfully as he fiddled with the sleeves of his school jacket. His eyes nervously pasted themselves on the classroom door, hoping for David to walk in any time now. His heart was abnormally hammering against his chest whilst his eyes were darting from one place to another. Normally, David would be in class right now, studying Travis's face when he thought that Travis was not looking— ensuring that he caught the tiniest details on Travis's face.He would be right next to Travis reciting poems just to get Travis's attention, not just his attention, but prompt him to join as he played with English words. It was already 8:40 am and fortunately, the teachers were said to be caught up in a rendezvous. "Should I have accompanied him home…?!" Travis whispered a query under his breath. As frightening and exciting as it was, he began drumming his fingers on the table, his armpits sweating profusely due to agitation. "Damn it! I don't even have
["Tears That Flow Silently!"]"We are suddenly afraid to look at each other. Is it because of what had taken place back in the infirmary? Could it be?" Travis said silently to himself while he awkwardly opened his book and he stealthily watched David as he pretended to be writing. The air was intensely cold around them and they would engage in small talks that starved for life. "That kiss meant nothing! Was it really a kiss?" Travis thought as he pleaded in his head to make up words that he'd use to speak with David. Nothing seemed to make sense in Travis's head— as far as he knew, that was an accidental kiss and even though it was, why would David suddenly distance his words from his ears? "Not because of that! Is it? I'm not jealous, now am I? What am I thinking!?" David spoke silently with his inner self as he dwelled in his world that drove him far away from reality. He leaned his head on his cheek and without knowing it, he filled his book with Travis's name. "David?" Travi
David Chwe's Pov: "What's he thinking about? He is hardly breathing!" Words floated in my head, caging my thoughts with poison that was hidden in their flames. Some words chose to hide themselves in the chambers of my throat— so spiky and noxious, I was disadvantaged from voicing my concerns out. His eyes once gleaming with happiness were now pale; no emotion was colouring itself on his features. For some obscure reason, I found the importance to ask myself if I had done something he did not find friendly. He suddenly wore a face that I feared— a face that was dreadfully cold for my heart to accept. It made utters scatter away in my head, leaving my lips with nothing to puff. I tried to make noises just to catch his attention, but alas! I failed immensely. Somehow, I didn't want to stand the coldness in his gaze because it encouraged my veins to be enslaved by shivers that extinguished the life of all the confidence I had mastered just to use in his presence. I quietly watched as
[My Heart Shakes]—"David? David, are you okay?" An anxious Travis, whose hands were trembling, whispered a query that nervously flew out of his dry lips. His voice was cracking up with emotions while his tear-filled eyes witnessed David's body convulse on his lap. His heart was palpitating in the bedchambers of his throat, urging him to release it from his system. Heavy with despair— his heart yearned him to release a quivering, silent cry that pierced into David's ears— hustling him from his tragic world. "Hold on, I'm going to get help!" Instantly when David had stopped shaking, Travis informed him, hurriedly getting up from the floor. "N-n-o!" David suddenly spoke in a breaking voice, his trembling fingers clasping onto Travis's leg. His eyes were still shut and he was breathing heavily."Don't…I'm…fine!" David fished out the rest of the words, this time helping himself up. Travis instantly crouched down to be on the same level as he was and carefully helped him stand up. Da
"I WILL BE YOUR FRIEND! YES, I WILL BE YOUR TUTOR, TRAVIS PARK!" A suddenly jumpy David breathed and expressed every syllable in his utters with loaded echoes of merriment. His tiny voice flared up and reverberated across the spacious, untidy room, making all the walls vibrate unto the waves of joy. His eyes were alluringly shimmering with sparkles of unconstrained contentment. "CONGRATULATIONS, MR PARK!" David spoke in a whisper, whilst his cheeks were beginning to bloom. A smile so bright and enchanting did not dare to leave his features— it stood firmly on his lips, filling Travis's system with warmness. Travis— His eyes were tightly shut as he resided on the most beautiful memory. His lips had curled into a shy yet cheeky smile that was slowly decorating the rest of his gleaming face. "He was happy!" Travis aired through his teeth while warmness was starting to burn his veins. He leaned his blooming cheeks on his sweaty palm and slowly opened his eyes to take yet another look
[Evil Summer!]—"Damn it! I'm late…they won't be thrilled— not at all!" A suddenly terrified Miho exclaimed under her breath immediately after she had thrown herself into a taxi. "It's all your fault, Sam!" Miho hissed through her gnashed teeth, shortly after the vehicle she was in began roaring away to her destined location. Her eyes had turned dark with pure aghast that travelled in every one of her veins, making it hard for her to breathe. Her tear-filled eyes dared not to miss a chance to look at the time on the blue screen of her phone that she had discouraged herself from switching off. She was suddenly a poor, shivering thing in the car, like a young bird missing its mother's wing. She began wishing that she shouldn't have come to meet with Sam— whatever it was, she wished she had stayed behind when her mother had asked her to. Her heart was palpitating loudly close to the chambers of her ears, distracting her from hearing any other sounds. "Please stop here!" Miho urged t
The World— A Cruel Place—Blurry vision— eyes soaked wet with tears; Travis locked his eyes on the two boys who were now shouting at him. Somewhere in the distance, Sam was smiling victoriously, taking videos and pictures of Travis as his body began to tremble. "Hey stop it!" Jaden and Daniel synchronously blurted, getting up from their seats. The two boys just stood there and laughed their eyes out, daring Travis and his friends to do something to them. A cacophony of murmurs began to fill the cafeteria — everyone was curious about what was to occur next, including Sam who was silently cackling evilly, unaware that he was also being watched. "No…there are so many of them! They are looking at me!" A trembling Travis said to himself swiftly after his eyes had scanned the room. His own breath was strangling itself from his system— his lips instantly turned pale blue as he took tard steps away. "Travis!" Someone called and he couldn't make out who. His vision had suddenly become blu