David Chwe's Pov: "What's he thinking about? He is hardly breathing!" Words floated in my head, caging my thoughts with poison that was hidden in their flames. Some words chose to hide themselves in the chambers of my throat— so spiky and noxious, I was disadvantaged from voicing my concerns out. His eyes once gleaming with happiness were now pale; no emotion was colouring itself on his features. For some obscure reason, I found the importance to ask myself if I had done something he did not find friendly. He suddenly wore a face that I feared— a face that was dreadfully cold for my heart to accept. It made utters scatter away in my head, leaving my lips with nothing to puff. I tried to make noises just to catch his attention, but alas! I failed immensely. Somehow, I didn't want to stand the coldness in his gaze because it encouraged my veins to be enslaved by shivers that extinguished the life of all the confidence I had mastered just to use in his presence. I quietly watched as
[My Heart Shakes]—"David? David, are you okay?" An anxious Travis, whose hands were trembling, whispered a query that nervously flew out of his dry lips. His voice was cracking up with emotions while his tear-filled eyes witnessed David's body convulse on his lap. His heart was palpitating in the bedchambers of his throat, urging him to release it from his system. Heavy with despair— his heart yearned him to release a quivering, silent cry that pierced into David's ears— hustling him from his tragic world. "Hold on, I'm going to get help!" Instantly when David had stopped shaking, Travis informed him, hurriedly getting up from the floor. "N-n-o!" David suddenly spoke in a breaking voice, his trembling fingers clasping onto Travis's leg. His eyes were still shut and he was breathing heavily."Don't…I'm…fine!" David fished out the rest of the words, this time helping himself up. Travis instantly crouched down to be on the same level as he was and carefully helped him stand up. Da
"I WILL BE YOUR FRIEND! YES, I WILL BE YOUR TUTOR, TRAVIS PARK!" A suddenly jumpy David breathed and expressed every syllable in his utters with loaded echoes of merriment. His tiny voice flared up and reverberated across the spacious, untidy room, making all the walls vibrate unto the waves of joy. His eyes were alluringly shimmering with sparkles of unconstrained contentment. "CONGRATULATIONS, MR PARK!" David spoke in a whisper, whilst his cheeks were beginning to bloom. A smile so bright and enchanting did not dare to leave his features— it stood firmly on his lips, filling Travis's system with warmness. Travis— His eyes were tightly shut as he resided on the most beautiful memory. His lips had curled into a shy yet cheeky smile that was slowly decorating the rest of his gleaming face. "He was happy!" Travis aired through his teeth while warmness was starting to burn his veins. He leaned his blooming cheeks on his sweaty palm and slowly opened his eyes to take yet another look
[Evil Summer!]—"Damn it! I'm late…they won't be thrilled— not at all!" A suddenly terrified Miho exclaimed under her breath immediately after she had thrown herself into a taxi. "It's all your fault, Sam!" Miho hissed through her gnashed teeth, shortly after the vehicle she was in began roaring away to her destined location. Her eyes had turned dark with pure aghast that travelled in every one of her veins, making it hard for her to breathe. Her tear-filled eyes dared not to miss a chance to look at the time on the blue screen of her phone that she had discouraged herself from switching off. She was suddenly a poor, shivering thing in the car, like a young bird missing its mother's wing. She began wishing that she shouldn't have come to meet with Sam— whatever it was, she wished she had stayed behind when her mother had asked her to. Her heart was palpitating loudly close to the chambers of her ears, distracting her from hearing any other sounds. "Please stop here!" Miho urged t
The World— A Cruel Place—Blurry vision— eyes soaked wet with tears; Travis locked his eyes on the two boys who were now shouting at him. Somewhere in the distance, Sam was smiling victoriously, taking videos and pictures of Travis as his body began to tremble. "Hey stop it!" Jaden and Daniel synchronously blurted, getting up from their seats. The two boys just stood there and laughed their eyes out, daring Travis and his friends to do something to them. A cacophony of murmurs began to fill the cafeteria — everyone was curious about what was to occur next, including Sam who was silently cackling evilly, unaware that he was also being watched. "No…there are so many of them! They are looking at me!" A trembling Travis said to himself swiftly after his eyes had scanned the room. His own breath was strangling itself from his system— his lips instantly turned pale blue as he took tard steps away. "Travis!" Someone called and he couldn't make out who. His vision had suddenly become blu
"Almost done! Just a little touch-up!" A focused Travis hissed as his slim fingers made shades of lines on a portrait he had been drawing. He carefully made a four with his legs that were nervously trembling as he traced his pencil on the portrait— afraid that he'd make a mistake. He stopped for a brief moment and went on to take a sip of orange juice. "And-d-d…done!" He expressed happily while exhaling deep breaths of relief. His eyes that were glowing with glee averted themselves from the portrait, towards a void of blackness that was decorated by birthstone-blue stars in the shapes of pentagrams. He admiringly stared at the breathtaking stars that were twinkling at him like little pulses of light. All stars were victoriously flashing and flickering like bejewelled grains of sand, allowed to sparkle in silence. Sensing as relief trailed down in the deepest parts of his system, Travis released a loud, sonorous sigh that for some reason made him throw out peals of giggles. His eye
"I don't know…he sounded like he was in distress!" An anxious Travis who was eating off his fingernails while he swung back and forth on the rocking chair, hissed with uncertainty under his breath. His eyes were sadly, yet carefully looking at the blue screen of his phone that had published David's contact details in bold letters. He was nervously whispering inaudible words while breathing heavily with eagerness that had stuffed itself in the chambers of his lungs. At this point, his heart had skipped multiple beats whilst he was squabbling with his heart, trying to reach a preferred conclusion, whether or not he should call David. His merciless brain could not help but once again, play all the unwelcoming, poisonous feelings that had punctured in the depths of his soul, last night when he had called David. Despair and curiosity have already embraced his system— instead of being thrilled, he is worried that he might have done something wrong. There was something in David's voice th
"Hey, are you okay?" Travis investigated David, a second the car had screeched to a halt. He looked apprehensively at him and with just a nod, David replied without much enthusiasm. "Hurry up! They're about to close!" Clasping Travis's hand, Arthur hissed while pulling with him to the entrance of the theatre building. David slowly walked behind them, whilst he sadly watched their closeness. His heart broke a little more, he felt like walking away— far from where his eyes couldn't witness the two become close. Getting inside the theatre, the three instantly found vacant seats and suddenly when David's heart was starting to calm down, Jiyeon appeared from nowhere and abruptly placed her hands around Travis's arm, while looking directly into his eyes. "What…? Why isn't he reacting?" David hissed silently while frowning at Arthur beside him who didn't move an inch when Jiyeon was becoming too close to Travis. "Or was I wrong? They're not…dating?" He calculated once again. "I have some
——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