The wind suddenly whispered a song in the depths of Travis's ears — Travis who had just come out of the taxi. He gnashed his teeth as soon as he shuffled inside of the gigantic gate that had just opened with a loud clang. For some incomprehensible reason, his forehead was covered with beads of sweat — his hands were shivering without control. A good second the boy took five steps towards the luxurious, huge house, his feet there began to shake — not just shake but become terribly numb that all his movements were hindered. Travis swiftly transported a series of deep breaths into his lungs, hoping helplessly to calm his heart that was abruptly palpitating and wildly shaking wildly in the cages of his chest that was awfully burning bitterly. Out of the blue, Travis could feel his calves intensely bathing in warmth that made the rest of his body shiver. His vision had suddenly become blurry — nothing seemed to make sense at this point. The boy groaned with pain as he continued to limp
Up there in the sky, the blazing sun boldly hid behind a family of fluffy clouds that were lazily drifting in the gentle breeze. Nothing — the birds of different kinds chirped in harmony whilst fluttering their wings in the air. A beautiful moment indeed — Travis cooly smiled at the sight of what was happening in the sky albeit his dewy, sparkling eyes followed the beautiful dance moves made by the flowers, in the garden a few minutes away from him. There, he sat quietly on the balcony, freely permitting the light breeze to paste its kisses everywhere on his skin. Blowing so gently, the air ruffled his hair, exposing his bruise that had finally healed without anyone noticing that it was ever there. This was another day — Monday, a day that many hated, especially those who got to go to school, like Travis himself. Well, fortunately, today he did not go to school — definitely not because it was his decision but it was the doctor's orders. At least David had no reason to worry this tim
Nervous, trembling hands slowly entwined with each other. There, Martha uncomfortably sat around a big table cluttered by books strongly built by many ancient pages. Under the table, the girl's legs shivered as if they had just been removed from cold water — terrible!Her teary eyes nervously darted from one place to the other, intensely searching for someone. "Why do I always…have to be the one to go…through this? Hanna was…right-t-t, I shouldn't have…done it!" The girl anxiously whispered through her quivering teeth — her lips quivered albeit she continued her search. Her eyes slowly widened when they landed on the figure of someone she had been looking for — David and for that moment her eyes were laid on him, Martha had stopped breathing. She terrifyingly watched as David shuffled in the library, as quiet as he could be — in the direction of Martha whom he saw fidgeting and looking down whenever his eyes landed on hers. It was hell easy to spot Martha for she was the only one who
[STARS IN MY MIND!]The world stopped to him a gentle tone of ecstasy right in the chambers of David's ears — David whose cheeks were painted by glistening pink and red whilst his hands were involuntarily shaking as they clasped the dangling edges of his blazer. Heart! The tiny feet of his heart were stomping on his chest, making demands that were surly heavy for David to meet — so unruly. One; two — the suddenly hyperventilating boy quickly stopped a second away from the doorway of his classroom, there, where he knew that an "Angel" was waiting for him. Not just waiting but expecting his presence anytime soon. So loud like the explosives in a deadly war, his heart throbbed right in the doorway of his ear chambers, making it clear to him that it could not take any more pressure from his inner voice hidden in the depths of his head. The boy could feel both of his legs terribly wobbling in his trousers. He could feel a chilling trail of sweat covering his forehead and the nape of his
[Presentation Day!]——Boisterous! — The whole classroom was buzzing with muffled whispers. Everyone was up from their chairs, and seated on top of their desks while reciting words they had written in their books. There wasn't anxiety but suspense on their faces — everyone knew that soon or later, this day would come. Everyone, including Travis and David, was quietly staring at their books, waiting patiently for the teacher to arrive. "Ready?" Travis suddenly aired shortly after releasing a loud sigh while stretching his arms. David's eyes slowly removed themselves from the book as he silently pressed his lips together while nodding at Travis's question. For some reason, Travis could quickly spotted an unusual emotion wrapped across David's face — it was a worry. The boy frowned upon this encounter for he knew that his neighbour, David, was the top learner in their class and he was good in almost everything — after all, why would he be worried? This was totally new to Travis because
["PRESSURE IS TRYING TO BEHEAD ME! TELL ME, WHAT SHOULD I DO?"]•••Eyes that glowed with curiosity carefully followed every one of the movements made by the leaves of the incredibly tall trees as they enchantingly swirled to the secret rhythms of the wind. Outside, through the window — high up in the perfect azure sky, were fluffy clouds attempting to cuddle off with their mates whilst the afternoon sun unceremoniously threw its golden beams on the buildings as some hid behind the trees, quickly creating mysterious shadows that only thrilled Travis — the boy known to peek at nature and compliment it in secret. Right there in an awkwardly hushed room, Travis sat quietly as he leaned his cheek on his palm albeit his eyes squinted at learners who were hurrying out of the school gates. His forehead frowned at the pace each learner was walking — they were speedily fast, the same pace he'd use when walking to his family's car so it quickly drove him away from this place. "I am not the o
[FAIR WARNING: THE FOLLOWING CHAPTER MAY/CONTAIN DESCRIPTIONS OF PHYSICAL AND OR EMOTIONAL ABUSE, ALSO SELF-HARM WHICH THE AUTHOR DOES NOT CONDONE OR SUPPORT IN ANY WAY. THE READER DESCRITION IS ADVICED, HENCE BEAR WITH ME AS THIS IS ONLY A WORK OF FICTION!] •••CHOI JIYEON!——There, a heavy blanket of twinkling stars carefully stretched out to infinity as the pale crescent moon shone brightly like a silvery claw in the night sky. It was the night that was roughly overwhelmed by huge waves and whistles of the biting wind that mercilessly sent chills to one's body if ever they collided. Cold and dark — and yet, right there in a ridiculously gigantic, luxurious house with thousands and thousands of tiny pulsating blinding lights, is a girl who was quietly standing in front of a big mirror that was beautifully framed by a pattern of small, black flowers. With eyes dark and empty from emotions, Jiyeon followed her reflection on the mirror while she had mysteriously tilted her head to t
"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
The air became cold. Eyes bulged with unspoken fear as they mysteriously glided over the figure of Jiyeon. The girl had tilted her head to her right, her eyes slyly following every jumpy movement that her mother made. Her smile widened just when she noticed confusion covering the red, wet face of her mother. “You bastard! How could you do that to your own mother!?” Mrs Choi hissed through her trembling lips that were now dry as a hard bone. Her mouth felt like a desert, parched and craving moisture as words played hide and seek in the back of her throat. Beads of sweat lined up across her forehead as her breath became shallow. “Oh dear, I am my mother’s daughter. One bastard gave birth to another bastard.” Jiyeon released an annoyed sigh and chuckled when she caught her mother’s lips trembling. “Did you know, father always thought that I looked nothing like him. He made sure to remind me every time we went on an ice cream date, when I was only five. It became a song and you said
JIYEON CHOI“Are you sure you want to go?” Mrs Park investigated shortly after placing her hand on Jiyeon’s trembling hands. “You don’t have to, I will ask a person to get them for you. Don’t force it!” The old lady assured the girl whose eyes were tightly shut; feeling ashamed to let Mrs Park see her weakness. Jiyeon bit her lower lip and silently counted to three before she could open her eyes. “It is okay. I want to go…and get them myself.” Squeezing Mrs Park’s hand with her free, uninjured hand, Jiyeon whispered soon after taking a deep breath. Mrs Park stared at the girl for a while and never said a word. She nodded at her driver and the engine of the car they were in growled as it began moving. The car roared out of the Park mansion to a destination where Mrs Park was not so sure they should go to. Jiyeon quietly watched the tall, luxurious buildings pass as the car drove by. Her heart was jingling in the embrace of her ribs, as an unidentified number of emotions collided i
Night descended like a velvet cloak, softly enveloping the world in an inky blackness that seemed to have a texture all its own. The stars twinkled like diamonds scattered across the fabric of the sky, their gentle sparkle casting an ethereal glow over the landscape.The moon, a silver crescent, hung low on the horizon, casting long, sinuous shadows that stretched and twisted like living things. “Thank you.” David who had just come out of the taxi, said as he bowed and watched the taxi drive off. An oppressed sigh found its way out of his lips as he stood in the same spot for a while. His mind was set alight by a fountain of thoughts that made it hard for him to breathe or concentrate on anything else. “A sin? How is it a sin? And why would you find the pleasure in continuing this sin?” Travis’s words rang in the back of his head, poisoning his heart into a temporary melancholy. “Find the pleasure in continuing this sin? What does he mean? He doesn’t view this as a sin. He does n
“Come out, I am outside.” David whispered over the phone, making Travis’s heart jump, this time with fear. He flinched from the bed and rushed towards his window where he began searching for David. “Where are you? I can’t see you.” Hardly holding his breath, Travis whispered, standing on the balcony, intensely searching for his boyfriend. It was as if he had lost his mind. Travis did not notice the tall walls that prevented him from seeing the world outside the huge gates. “Fuck…!” He said silently to himself when it had finally dawned on him that he had to sneak out of the house and meet his boyfriend. His blood was running warm as his heart uncontrollably jingled in the chamber of his chest. The longing to see David had become an all-consuming force, a restless hunger that gnawed at his very soul. As he stood there, his fingers instinctively curled around the curtain, his nails digging deep into the fabric like talons grasping for an anchor.His breathing grew ragged, a slow, to
——The golden rays of the rising sun slowly floated into the room and landed on Travis’s face whose sleep was quickly chased away. With a frown across his forehead, Travis unhurriedly opened his eyes and let out a groan. He got up and stood straight on the bed before reaching for his phone. “Nine? I’m late for breakfast!” Travis growled as he sprinted to the bathroom. He quickly washed his face, brushed his teeth, and raced downstairs when he was done. He found his grandmother and cousin, Arthur, already seated for breakfast. Jiyeon was absent from the table, something Travis quickly understood. “Sorry…for being late.” He apologised as he sat down on his chair. His grandmother only nodded, while Arthur smiled. “How did you sleep?” Arthur investigated and smiled widely as he sipped his apple juice. “Well, I…slept like a baby,” Travis replied shortly after clearing his throat. He instantly began to recall last night — his hand’s job and then a conversation with Jiyeon. His heart slo
——Lips painted by a red gloss carefully pressed against each other immediately after withdrawing from the white cup. “How are you feeling now, dear?” Mrs Park investigated shortly after placing the empty cup on the table. Her eyes gently fell on Jiyeon who had been nervously staring at the plaster cast around her arm. She bit her lower lip and nodded, “I am…fine.” Jiyeon replied in a voice that had dropped to a whisper. She slowly raised her head and turned her eyes to her left, where Travis was sitting. The boy had been quiet as he asked himself questions as to how Jiyeon got the big bruise on her face. The bruise decorated itself across the left side of Jiyeon’s face like a big wing of a butterfly. Travis wanted to let his eyes linger on Jiyeon’s face, but he couldn’t, he averted his eyes away from her face to his grandmother who seemed to have a lot to say. “It is late, you guys go to sleep, and we will have a talk tomorrow.” Mrs Park suggested instantly after getting up. The t
Silence — it was absolutely hushed. The wind released a soft cry that left a hole of embarrassment in the two boys' hearts. Their eyes nervously darted from one place to the other. Travis shifted from foot to foot, wearing a glowing, sparkling smile that magnificently decorated his face. David silently fought with his heart, urging to gain control over it, but he continued to fail over and over again. No words could describe the amount of jingling in the depths of Travis’s heart as he was fishing for words to spew, but none came forth. “One, two, three...” He counted as he tried to wipe his smile, but he had no control over it. His eyes gently landed on David’s pale face for a brief while and then they quickly flew away from his face to the dusty nightstand. “S-so…how are —!?” “I need to use the bathroom,” David whispered with a hiss when Travis was speaking. The boy quietly nodded and carefully watched David as he hurried into his bathroom. “Calm down, breathe!” Immediately after
•••The rays of the rising sun flooded into the space, gently landing on the black island table that separated the two individuals — one wearing a smirk that was carefully spreading across his face and the other with eyes that were dilated with shock. It was very quiet — so hushed, making it easy for Sean to hear how loud and demanding David’s heart was throbbing. “Remember it, David. Remember well how you tightly clenched the sheets, endlessly moaning my name. I did not force you; you were the one who jumped on me even when I was asking you to stop. You were not drunk; we both know that.” Sean murmured, leaning forward and allowing the sunbeams to expose his green gleaming eyes. The man ensured that his gaze strictly fell on David’s face, studying its movements and the change of colour — from pale to red. David closed his eyes and gritted his teeth so hard that an unbearable pain kept his gums hostage for a short period. He did not want to react to Sean’s words, but his body diso
–“Falling deep into blue…! I wish I did not, but I ended up doing it. It is painful and it hurts so much.” A boy who whispered through his clenched teeth lay on a king-sized bed whose sheets were wrinkled. The beams of the rising sun floated into the huge room through the naked window and landed kisses on his pale, nude body. His eyelids trembled when he felt every warm touch from the sun. A smile faintly spread across his dry, chapped lips immediately when his eyes slowly opened and collided with a white, vaulted ceiling. He bit his lip and closed his eyes again. “How many times have I been looking at you? It is still the same and I hate it. Maybe he should change the design…!” David breathed instantly after clearing his throat and never dared himself to move his body, not even an inch. “Maybe we should do it somewhere else. In another room so that I don’t always look at the ceiling. I had to look at it all night.” The boy added with a loud, rough sigh, ignoring the sun’s beams th