"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
——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
DAVID CHWE’S POV CONTINUED…[ I REMEMBER…ALL OF IT!] WARNING: AGE GAP! “Are you willing to do anything, boy?” An unfamiliar deep, slightly husky voice investigated. I vigorously nodded, breathing heavily as I stared at the green eyes that were shamelessly following every movement I made. I stood in the same spot and listened to footsteps walk out of the dark towards me. My hands were shaking but I did not intend to run away because I needed a job. I helplessly narrowed my eyes to catch a glimpse of the owner of the voice that made my heart tighten with fear. A step and another, I saw a tall, pale-skinned man in a very black suit looking down at me. His eyes were mysteriously gleaming with glee as they hovered over my trembling, slim figure.I unconsciously took a careful step back, my eyes still glued onto his, as if under a spell. The unknown man scowled at me with amusement and for some reason, I felt like he was looking directly into my soul — I felt all my secrets, fears, and
[ A PAST AND IMAGES ENGRAVED IN MY HEART; NEVER WILL THEY LEAVE!]DAVID CHWE’S POV: I REMEMBER….“There we go! It started again! The fucken unruly thing!” A dry hiss made a rough escape through my shrivelled lips that I had been trying so hard to keep wet with my tongue until I had no patience anymore. My eyes hastily flew up at the vivid blue sky that was covered by clouds that I instantly caught retiring into an intimate dance with the gentle breeze. I released an oppressed sigh quickly when I felt the sun lay its warm kisses on my red skin. “Another torture,” I whispered to myself, my forehead frowning deeper than it already had. During that moment, I had averted my gaze from the sky to two girls that I shamelessly witnessed as they were burying their heads into an idle talk. Something bothered me or rather, influenced a feeling of envy within me. I know many boys would have widened their eyes with admiration at the sight of the girls, but instead, my eyes widened with envy as I
A clap of thunder rumbled immediately when his now veiny eyes collided with those harvested by treachery — poison and cold darkness. David felt his chest tightening and he could not breathe. The papers in his hands trembled, some falling on the floor with a silenced, pitiful whine. “This…!” “Your new job!”Mr M intruded on David who could not release words from his quivering, dry mouth. The man’s voice rumbled throughout the dining room, making David’s muscles tighten with fear — afraid to even land his eyes on the one speaking. “New job? W-what…why are Travis’s…pictures…?”David calculated and investigated quietly, his trembling voice dropping into a whisper. He was paralyzed to the spot and could not move his body — he felt cold air bite into his chest, making it hard for him to breathe. His tear-filled eyes darted around, landing on anything possible — from his shaking hands to Mr Sok whose face showed no emotions. Confused, David felt his world start to shake — he felt like he
[CHAINS AROUND MY NECK; DELIVER ME FROM HELL]The wind firmly cried as David stood there, his eyes filled with burning fear while he stared at the gigantic house that was covered by pulsating, crimson-red lights — each blinking as if warning him to go back where he came from and if he were to enter, he’d not come out alive. “RUN!” A sonorous voice in the chambers of his head whispered but he could not move an inch of his body. He stood still as he continuously exhaled deeply. His hands were shuddering deep in his pockets — he was now counting past 51. “RUN!” The same voice advised but once again, David dared not to move — he felt his hands heavy and could not lift any of them. He did want to turn around and leave, and never come back but the longer he looked at the lights blinking in his direction, the sweeter the spell became as it travelled through his head and to the back of his skull. He could take a step back and walk away but he knew the consequences that would come with tha