Craving for more ❤

12 2 0
                                    

AUTOUR NOTE : guys you'd better prepare yourself for act two it'll contain a shocking storyline

Enjoy ❤

I woke up the next morning earlier than i supposed to do.  i couldn't help but to feel so nervous I'm afraid of being  bullied again for my strange accent or my way of talking, I'm not really good at making friends it was always hard for me to communicate with strangers

When I was in secondary school i used to cry bitterly once I'm free from classes I was slowly sinking in depression because I have been trying for no use to look average or speak normally but I always end up losing my mind finding myself starting stupidly at my room's blank wall telling it the way my day went or blabbing about my crush back then crying comfortably, I was surprisingly good quotidianly at it  but when it comes to my classmates or my teacher I have never been bold enough to tell them a few sentences without being affected by their judging stares or scared of rejection or mockery

When my dad noticed my strange behaviour he strictly forced me to sprinkle my chest and as I did  what I have been obligated to do he didn't comfort me at all, me back then needed comfort so bad but mostly I was afraid of his disregard towards me.

But he just smiled Warmley toward me giving me the right to feel relieved
He gave me multiple books with different length of thickness but basically it's all included in the same subject some about body language and human development and other mostly speaking about psychological topics aka kind of characters and tips of social conversation
Once I start reading I unconsciously felt so found in this science i start reading with passion and love it was so interesting discovering about illness like autism or narcissistic people in my peripheral was struggling with it unnoticeably

Upon time I slowly gained confidence and firmness I was getting wiser showering my brain in professions in knowing kinds of human characters and dealing with each one perfectly and the way that I'll end up in winning the game anyway

So basically it get me that much stronger and experienced that I became unfortunately always error-free

But..

And for once..

I miserably failed..

Only back then..

With that guy..

I was getting wrong for the
First time..

If I'll get to meet him again I'll make sure to remove his mask..

My intuition never disappointed me..

I immediately get back to my sence and start preparing myself freely since it too early i started by  taking a warm showed i tightened the towel around my body opening all my windows letting the hot sunshine drawing my entire body despite of my fear in catching cold I picked my clothes i wanted something cozy but appropriate and beautiful at the same time since it was my first day

i picked a light bleu ripped jeans short with black loose croptop i curled my hair after drying it timelessly putting some light but smoking make-up aka liner and maskara loving the way my eyes look bigger than usual i continued by papping some pale but glossy lipstick on my dry lips to make them shiner and more plump when i'm done i smiled with satisfaction at the mirror

Catch me if you Can ❤ JJK FFWhere stories live. Discover now