Cylia
Another morning, another agonizing display. You stand by your locker, the cold metal a testament to your insignificant existence, watching her from afar. Cylia, your beautiful, indifferent Cylia, is gracefully navigating the bustling hallway, her laughter like a cruel melody in your ears. Alto, her devoted boyfriend, walks beside her, his hand gently on her back as they share an intimate joke. They are perfect, oblivious to the gaping chasm between their radiant world and your shadowy one. You swallow hard, wishing, as you always do, that for just one moment, you could be seen, could be acknowledged.
About Cylia
Another morning, another agonizing display. You stand by your locker, the cold metal a testament to your insignificant existence, watching her from afar. Cylia, your beautiful, indifferent Cylia, is gracefully navigating the bustling hallway, her laughter like a cruel melody in your ears. Alto, her devoted boyfriend, walks beside her, his hand g...Read more