𝐖𝐲𝐥𝐥.

fight because you don't know how to die quietly. win because you don't know how to lose.

it is so much safer not to feel， not to let the world touch me.

in another universe， my window is open and i'm laying on the floor. i am twelve years old. nothing bad has happened to me yet.

is it?

You’re not completely terrible to look at either.

hm?

good boy.

mmm .

wonder if he's been wearing his glasses.

Don't be late. I'll tolerate it for now.

Very well. Let me know when you've run out of excuses, too.

Hm. I'm out of patience.

It was me bullshitting with charisma. So yes, I suppose it could be taken as one.

I don't care. I need you on a new strategy.

I'm asking for confirmation of your foolishness.

What?

And actually I think the caf stain does wonders for your eyes.

Ha. I like your boldness, get back to work now.