Being reckless is fun but not all the time I guess. Cause I know some may leave an endless pain.

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November 21 2021,
Sunday.

It was Sunday, my fever has long gone but not the cold.

I didn't find my mom home, nor she cared whether I died or still alive.

I'm just staring at the ceiling which is projecting your beautiful face.

Not really I used a projector for it, but like mind games. My mind is playing with me showing your cheerful face.

"Should I confess?"

No no no. It hasn't even been a week. He would be weirded out.

I shook my head vigorously.

"Let's just ask him out on a date! A friendship date? Yeah that would do."

I walked towards the alley without wasting another damn millisecond and I saw you against the wall-

Crying?

My heart sinked at the sight of you.

Your bruised hand, a hand print on your cheek, your messed hair and your puffy eyes made me go crazy.

I ran to you and crouched down as I put my hand on your shoulder.

"Hey, what happened?" I asked ever so softly. But you just cried hard hugging me.

I didn't hesitate to hug you back. You cried your heart out.

"Shh shh. Everything is gonna be alright."

Your bruised body will be something which will be reminded causing pain to me. But I will endure it for you.

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