She was the most disgustingly beautiful thing he could have ever seen- an old friend of his and one that he used to hold very dear, of course now there was never a moment where he hated her with such passion, almost as if his heart were on fire- engulfing everything that he was⊠it was sickening, disgusting, as she burned his heart over and over again⊠he didnât care how she did it- he just wanted his heart gone so if he ever realized how selfish he was being, he wouldnât care at that point⊠he wouldnât have anything left to care aboutâŠ.
             But couldnât he say that about himself now?
 But the fact that she said she once got a 60 on a test, what a laugh- and maybe that was just his perspective considering that every test that he ever took, he had gotten perfect, and there was no change at all, no matter what he did so there was no point in even trying⊠he hated it, he hated the way she always smiled even when the situation wasnât even in favor of her.Â
 He could feel the pain rushing though his body as nothing changes, everything stays the same and thatâs how it always was- his voice was harsh, and yet it was so weak, he couldnât even remember his voice that well, there was barely little time to use it- and that time was only in his dreams, how patheticâŠ. he inhaled slightly, averting his eyes from the otherâs⊠or at least what he thought was looking her in the eyes⊠because in reality he couldnât even look at her straight in them, it was too much for him, he would scream and wail if he tried to.
  âSo you have less than a 60 percent average of getting me to listen to youâ
                      âPathetic, isnât it?â
 Her expression was rather sullen, as she asked him if anything had changed from the last time⊠rolling his eyes he gave a small exhale.. was she really that stupid? It was almost like she never got his point, ever- the point that he never wanted to talk to her again- he wanted her to leave him alone, so that he could just be left in peaceâŠ. he just wanted to be left alone, and these meetings with her suffocated him.Â
             âWhat did you expect, Ayano?â
 Eyes averting from her as he shifted his weight slightly- hissing bitterly under his breath. He couldnât stand the sight of her as he waited for her to make the next move⊠if she wanted a conversation with him- she was going to have to drag him through itâŠ. mostly because he didnât want anything to do with her at this point.Â
                            And his bitter heart was too frail.