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

[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

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

"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

[ MISUNDERSTOOD WORDS LINGER TOGETHER IN A GAME OF LOVE! ]•••Hushed — completely quiet. The art room was ambushed by a heartbreaking, rude blue code of silence, however, this seemed to be fine with Travis. The whole spacious compartment was well-kept and neat; it did not look like it was a room no longer in use and of course, that was all thanks to Travis and David. "No one has landed a hand on you, I see!" Travis quietly growled as soon as his eyes caught his mother's portrait still in the same place he had left it. Releasing a deep, oppressed sigh, the boy shuffled close towards the stools that were carefully put around a table with only an empty vase and released an exhausted sigh as he placed his bottoms on one of the chairs. "Looks like it is only you and I, again! It will always be…!" Wearing a weak smile, Travis lazily breathed whilst looking at the painting of his mother as he felt all the energy leaving him. "I knew that I would find you here!" David's voice suddenly blu