Kenapa Aku Hitam の小説・ストーリー

- River lies on his couch, pondering the ceiling while E Business plays on the television set—showing an ad for some random moisturizer. He checks his phone, then lays it back on his chest, not even a grimace on his face for he was too weary. A second later, the advertisement finishes and begins playing live coverage of Sebastian Black, speaking to the press outside of the Black & Co. building.

I suddenly blacked out. *

Noah flinched, “Well, let’s look at the bright side… at least he didn’t vaporize himself.” Blackie snorted, “…he can’t vaporize himself any more than you can soothe yourself.” “Oh. Well… at least he didn’t vaporize the water he’d already drunk?” “Yeah, good thing that one finely steamed stomach wasn’t on the menu…” “…Blackie …I realize that black humor fits in well with your name… and personality… but there is such a thing as being too black!” QAQ (≖_≖) “Is that a veiled insult where you tell me that I shouldn’t be myself, Black?”

I minimize the make-up on my face just leaving the red lipstick. I'm disappointed the date didn't go as planned. I have finally given up going on dates. Let me just stay single and endure the dry spell and lonely nights. Maybe I'm cursed. Maybe it's time I accept I wasn't born for this shit called love. I take my car keys on the coffee table after putting my black heels back on. I lock the house before sliding into my Mercedes Benz. It's black by the way. Black like my soul. Black like my heart.

The mafia always ran on blackmailing, murder and violence. "And why did Sil react like that? She knows something then." Adele sighed. Albert lay down on the mattress. He couldn't even think about all these. Who knew his life would turn upside down in just a few hours? How could his whole life become a lie like this? How could his family never turn out like his own? He was the heir of a mafia organisation, the organisation he loved and hated most.

I should have known but I gave my body to him nevertheless and he took it gladly and discarded right back when he was done with it. He doesn't care about me, Aria wouldn't care either, my very own sister wouldn't give a damn. Nobody cares about me. Tears well up in my face. I bury my face in the pillow. U know I shouldn't cry, he doesn't worth it and all. No they don't worth it . I just want to go back home right where I belong to. Mom may not care about me but dad does a great deal. It's probably because I'm black. People hate black people alright. Mom's white and dad's black. Ella's white.

"What you got there?" "A joint." Black replied. "Can I try it?" He asked politely. "Nope." "Why?" "Just no." "It's not like you're my dad or something. I'm responsible for myself." "Tell that to your Nana." "Great." "I'm not hooking you up with a joint son, it's not a great life no matter how cool it looks to you. Never." Black said with an air of superiority and confidence. "Why don't you ever take off your mask though?" Renata appeared from the doorway.

Tyrel could not continue what he was supposed to say until Yesha continued what he was saying. "Symbolize as death? And it symbolizes as bad luck?" Tyrel nodded while Yesha took a deep breath before she explained to Tyrel why the black color is her favourite." "Doesn't mean black symbolizes bad luck and death. We will be afraid of the color black. For me, black is like me, and black is like other people who struggle with what they are going through. What black means to me is hope. Why? Because even if you are trapped in your dark experience, darkness will call to light to give you hope of being free from all your problems. Whatever you hide in the dark, it will make its way to someone to hel

he asked pointing out the obvious. "No", Bartimaeus answered shocking Sasha slightly, "Black would be an obvious color, but black usually has some positive implications, such as strength, authority, elegance, formality, authority, rebellion, and sophistication. Black is required for all other colors to have depth and variation of hue. It's actually quite a prestigious color, however people always associate it with evil and darkness", he sighed, "But that's human. I've learned, discrimination based on color, just seems normal", he shrugged accepting.