"What do you mean?" Lucas grabbed Moura's arm and stopped him.  "Let go." Moura jerked his arm away from Lucas's grip. "Don't fucking touch me."  "Okay, okay." Lucas took his hand off. "Tell me what do you mean by he won't get home safe?" Lucas asked.  "You aren't a baby; you know what I mean." Moura yelled poking Lucas's chest.  "Hey, calm down Moah. Let just talk this out and find a solution. Let me talk to Willie, I know he will—"  "Don't tell you are getting a soft corner for him. Didn't expect you to be this after a whole week. Get out of my sight." Moura didn't let him talk and jumped off the bench, walking inside the basketball court.  "Damn it." Lucas threw his hands in the air. He doesn’t know why but the mare thought of Moura doing any other barbaric deed to Miles shaken him to the core. He already saw how M

Lucas was done as he won against the junior Min, which was pretty obvious.    "You did well, Moura might get angry but remember you learned quite a lot. Practice regularly and you'll be okay." Lucas patted his back making him smile in reply.    "Thank you. You are so good at this. I hope I can be like you some day." The boy replied innocently.    "Ahn, don't push your luck." Lucas crushed poor boy's heart right at that moment. At the end he was still Lucas.    You saw how he was surrounded. Poor boy must have done something terribly wrong to Mr. Min.   But he is too shy to even talk, what could he possibly have done? My sister is his classmate and she told me he only talks to Sara that's it. What could've happened?   I feel bad for him. He looks so innocent, yet he gets bullied for no reason.   

Lucas looked beside him and saw Miles has gone quiet; he went unusually quiet. Not just 10 minutes ago he was crying his heart out, so loud and bawling his eyes out but he is quiet now. His hand is still securely held by his other hand, close to his chest yet his mouth stopped the voices.  Lucas don't know what to do anymore. He agrees that what happened was wrong, but he also believes that it was Miles's fault that he gave Willie a green signal. All this started by them talking and Willie falling for him.  Lucas felt a surge of emotions at that time and tried to save him but now he is getting irritated. This burden is on his shoulder and Lucas want his shoulders to be free. Lucas looked at the blond and his eyes landed on the purple swollen fingers flying back to his tear strained face and dead-emotionless eyes. Lucas didn't look at him for too long as he already is feeling too many emotions for his liking.&nb

Christopher was sitting beside Miles, his hand holding the delicate wrist of Miles which had a white bandage wrapped at the tip of fingers.  "What's happening to you? What can't you tell me. All this isn't just about fighting some on Millie, what's going on. Please fill me in." Christopher almost cried bending down and placing his head on Miles's shoulder. He can't even think of a way to force everything out of him.  Miles was out cold as always, he had no idea who was there or not, at least that's what Christopher thought.  Miles was awake, he woke up long time ago, when doctor was talking to Christopher, he woke up that time. And as soon as he woke up his eyes landed on the person sitting on the chair, busy watching outside the window.  He swore the dread he felt, he closed his eyes right away, he doesn’t want to wake up and feel all of it all over again. He c

It's been three hours since Miles came back home, Lucas dropped him at the parking lot and left. He's been waiting outside the door; this place doesn't seem to be comfortable like once it was. It's not what he came to, this isn't the house he dreamed of before coming to Seoul. Christopher, a person he relied on, he doesn't want to let negativity gets to him but there are few thoughts that are not ignorable. Like, he never found Christopher around him when he needed him. There was a time when Christopher could read him like an open book, when just by one look he could tell that he is worried. But why not now? Why can't Christopher see what he is going through."That's because he doesn't care about me anymore." Miles muttered; hands collapsed together so tightly that his fingertips started to turn white. He flinched on the sudden voice in his mind. "You are the worse friend. Look at him, he did everything to keep you happy, but you are never happy, you always cry in front of him maki