"Perfect weather for a cafe tutoring session!" David, whose features were painted by one big smile that stretched across his face, blinding it with sparkling tenderness, murmured. His hands were carefully clasping the arms of his backpack as he shuffled on a hushed lane towards school. David was madly happy — he was whistling a "sweet" song while throwing chuckles under his warm breath. His face was glowing whilst his heart delightedly jingled in the cages of his throat. "What a beautiful dream…! Him and my mother? Sitting together?! Will she…accept him? Mmmm…I think she will, after all, Travis is so…perfect!" The ecstatic boy softly aired through his now trembling teeth — smiling as dreamily and wide as he could. "Yes, he may be a little weird, sometimes too cold as he refuses to let me in but he does it cutely! There's no way she would not accept him." David excitedly grinned albeit shaking his head when he quickly realised that he was diving deep into his thoughts. After a cou
A perfect shape of a jawline sharply protruded to skin that was publically red as David gnashed his teeth, his eyes deadly staring at the ceiling that swirled back at him with nothingness but mockery radiating in its tiny lights. "Martha!? No, it can't be her. I did give her a good scare. She wouldn't dare test my patience again, plus, she doesn't know anything about my past — not that close! Jiyeon? Mmmm…she is a cunning, poisonous and calm snake but…I don't believe it could be her. With a high, flourishing reputation like that, Sean would not want a scandal, I know it for sure!" An agitated David silently hissed to himself — analysing and investigating possible suspects. Last night immediately after he finished speaking with his mom over the phone, David received five more pictures — all of them from two years back when he was dating Sean and not just that, each of them seemed to be taken secretly. "Who could've done it!?" David aired while a frown came between his eyes as his head
"There is no way she says all that just to get Travis's attention. No way! She must know something — everything had my name in it and why…was Kevin acting like that?" David, whose hands were trembling as he clenched his fingers into fists, breathed through his quivering teeth that he had since gnashed with rage. His eyes were menacingly laid on Jiyeon's empty chair. Whatever happened yesterday at the cafeteria did not sit too well with him — no, not at all! Every word that was spat by Jiyeon made his skin burn with indignation, as well as guilt. "But…how would she know? Could Kevin have told her?" The boy whose whole body was shaking with unbearable uneasiness, hissed every word from his trembling mouth. "What…!?" His eyes unexpectedly landed on both Travis and Jiyeon who had sauntered in the classroom seconds after he spoke. The two seemed to have been lost in a deep conversation that sweetly prevented either party from paying attention to their surroundings. Travis was seen smili
[WHAT DO I DO?]"What is this? You dare ambush me? Oh, you better be careful young man!" Crossing her arms across her heaving bosom, Jiyeon spat quickly after she had uttered an evil chuckle. "It was you, isn't it? You are the person sending me those pictures, aren't you?' David hissed and exclaimed, energetically ignoring Jiyeon's question. "Oh my! I can't believe this!" There, Jiyeon threw out more chuckles that slyly floated throughout the classroom, victoriously making David's skin crawl with uneasiness. He clenched his teeth as he glared deep into Jiyeon's eyes. "What? You have gotten tired of Travis? Do you want me now?" Jiyeon scoffed with words that made David shift his eyes far away from her face. "Don't play stupid, Jiyeon. I know it's you that have been sending me those pictures and I want to know why. How did you even get them!?" David growled just when his ears had had enough of Jiyeon's bone-chilling laughter. The girl just stood there, still crossing her arms across
"Make sure you ignore her until the very end! She is nothing…!" A voice rang and vibrated in the depths of David's ears — it was his voice, he was silently pacifying his enraged, crazy heart that had suddenly raced straight into the chambers of his throat, with a mission to jump right out of his mouth. The boy secretly took in a deep breath that helped him calm his nerves, only just a little. "Competition?" Sam squeezed his word into David's ears as soon as he noticed how tense he had become just when they were about to walk out of the toilet. A smirk brushed itself on the corner of his lips as he watched David try to put himself together. "You are damn serious about the guy! I am starting to feel jelly, David!" Once again, Sam hissed, this time with a giggle that seemed to irritate David who exhaled a sigh just when Sam had aired. "Plus ten minutes have already passed, I'm going to the classroom!" With a soft groan, David exclaimed whilst taking steps out of the toilet. Sam releas
A heart boisterously banged itself hard against a heavy wall of ribs that slowly shook with each vehement and demanding beat. Eyes filled with sparkling water slowly fell to the floor, not believing what they saw. Yes, the vision was blurry and nothing seemed to make sense — all that he could see was double everything his eyes fell upon, including Jiyeon who was smirking right on his face. The girl stood there, carelessly folding her arms across her chest, which elegantly heaved with what was believed to be delight. With an evil chuckle, Jiyeon watched as David struggled to breathe. There, his arms helplessly dangled in the air as hope escaped from his system. The boy stood quietly while he hopelessly wished the ground could just open up for it to swallow him alive. — How dare she say that to him? Have she no shame?"How…could she? B-but..was she right? She looks serious! No, Travis would not hide this from me. She is only trying to mess up with my head!" There, David hissed quietl
[The Dark Side Of Love?] '4DAVID'S POV: "Oh, really? Are you willing to go this far? I can't believe it!" There, I silently hissed to myself, my eyes narrowing and slyly observing Travis's tiny, hesitant movements, albeit a frown glueing itself across my forehead. I could feel it — my heart was banging harder and louder against the walls of my chest whilst my breathing fastened. Right opposite to me sat Travis whom I watched as he struggled to breathe, or was it just an act? His movements had become clumsy all of a sudden — he was touching this and leaving that off. It is funny to me because I knew that this was all because of the question I asked — a question that I knew was filled with words that were tightly pressed on the pack of his surviving buttons. He did not know what to do anymore —"You are suddenly so perfect in mathematics. You know all the methods I have never taught you…, is there something you'd like to share with me? Spill the tea, maybe?" That was it, the questio
"Petrichor!" Travis silently hissed albeit gritting his teeth while his eyes were slyly and closely observing a group of clouds as they were angrily floating in one direction — so ugly and grey. The boy impatiently watched as buildings and trees sharply passed by, outside the car window. There, he quietly sat in the back, his eyes never releasing themselves from the sky that was rapidly becoming tar black whilst at the same time receiving a small, yet "beautiful" decoration from the flashing lightning that was lighting the whole sky like fireworks. On the boy's trembling left hand was a tissue paper which he tightly held. Inside of it was a pill that adequately made his blood boil with rage and fear. Never for once did he look down on his hand — he seemed paralyzed. "She won't know…!" He silently cried as he further tightened his grip on the tissue paper — the boy was not going to let go until it was broken into pieces and it finally did. He quickly released an air of relief through