The Idiot Characters Novels & Stories

Can't you think the same about me? ∆∆∆∆ "Aa pagal! Kya kar rahi hai?" (Hey idiot! What are you doing?) My bro said as he saw me banging my head to the wall. "Kuch nahi....tu ja!" I yelled. (Nothing....you leave!) "Idiot!" He spat and went away. IDIOT! IDIOT! IDIOT! I'm such a huge, enormous, gigantic-idiot! He told me his about his feelings soo sincerely but what did I do?!

Gabriel lips twitches while he watches Cuzo idiotic appearance. Nerio once again had the opportunity to say a ‘idiot’ words once again as he finally was finish caching the junk files of his data.

They spoke the words they wanted to say and even knelt before her. Segi sighed and shook his head while looking up. "I don't understand what you like about my cousin," he said, staring at the ceiling. "Why do you have to cry over that ugly creature?" "She's your cousin, so you can't really understand anything," Kyle sighed. "You are really an idayat," Chaylen said with a British accent. "What do you mean? What 'idayat'?" Segi wondered. "Idayat, Peppa Pig's version of an idiot," explained Chaylen. Then spoke in a British accent again, "Idayat."

"Oh hello mister I don't have such a bad taste that I will go after a player and I don't even know you and as for Money I have plenty of it ...I don't need yours but you need a brain that's for sure." "You need to control that unpleasant scissor-like tongue of yours." "Why should I ? I am the one who is trapped because of you." "Well I am trapped as well I don't wanna be stuck with a person like you as well." "A person like me? What do you mean a person like me?" "A person like you I mean, arrogant and stupid. " "You called me stupid ? seriously ?!." "yes I called you stupid and mad and a total idiot oh god how did I get stuck With some one like you."

a young woman my age said As they keep giving they're opinion, I notice Asher clenching his fist in anger Of course who won't be angry after hearing them call you an idiot multiple times and by your family I frown, I felt pity for him I really don't want to interfere but I just couldn't let him be called an idiot , I'm the only one allowed to call him that! "Stop calling him an idiot!" Every eyes were on me "I understand you want to stand up for your husband But he is an idiot" a guy said I scoff "he isn't an idiot idiot, he is just different, he might not be as smart as all of you but he isn't an idiot , he's sharp , and he can be smart if taught,he feels things like any other person so fro

Hardy sighed and felt helpless. "Hahaha, it looks like it ain't easy to dupe an idiot. Caution is strongly advised when duping one because a normal human won't understand an idiot's brain." Stanley let out a loud laugh. Luckily for him, he was high up on the third floor and no one from below heard him laugh. A mysterious aura appeared in Larry's narrowed eyes. It did not matter if Cherry was genuinely stupid. She was no ordinary woman if she faked her stupidity. She presented herself as an idiot and yet she could foil Hardy's plan.

"Do you think the fall would cause irreparable brain damage to Charlotte?" "If she became an idiot, wouldn't life be even harder for her? Her family's already bankrupt. I heard they have a huge pile of debt too. If she became an idiot, how would she earn money to pay it back?" "You don't get it. Some people have special preferences. Maybe Charlotte can turn her life around by becoming an idiot." "That's true. After all, we wouldn't be able to guess what the rich people's logic is based on our plebeian senses."

“You know what? I can’t wait to see him. What an interesting, peculiar little man!” Antony was far from an idiot. In fact, he was absurdly intelligent—more so than any other superior class fighters. After all, he would not be in his current position without his wits. “Well, well, well! Are you suggesting he should provide an apology for his actions?”

I won't say more; it's enough if I let him know I'm aware we won't be the only two in this office. And, man, does he look freaking amazing now? Sure as fuck he does. His eyes dart on me and widen the moment the question sinks in. I still don't understand why men like Sarah's father assume I'm an idiot or something. Technically, I don't give a shit about what they think, but then there are a few facts. For example, as obvious as I am about my plans and actions, for the most part, I should have some brain cells to pull off even a tiny part of the shit I cause. I'm actually really fucking smart, but I prefer to be seen as stupid since that makes my enemies underestimate me.

His worry was evident, overshadowed by his frustration, "Stop acting like an idiot and open the damn door!" "Don't call me an idiot! You're the idiot," I snapped, wiping my tears before burying my face in the pillow once again. The tears continued to stream down my face. The emotions churning in my stomach felt unbearable. "No, you're the big idiot here. Locking yourself in the room and crying like a five-year-old who lost a fluffy doll kinda thing or got one of those stupid glittery dolls with terrible makeup on her face snatched away!" He sounded really pissed.