Behind the eyes
The doors of that old boarding school on the lakeshore opened again on a humming autumn morning. As the wind swirled the withered leaves across the school's stone courtyard, the silence was broken only by the footsteps of new students who had arrived. That morning, Nazli passed through that door for the first time. The expensive black coat he was wearing, the almost constant and emotionless expression on his face, set him apart from the rest. His eyes hid a lot, but no one dared to look. It was as if there were storms behind his pupils, screams behind his silence. She had learned to fight the burden of her bipolar disorder... But another war would begin at this school. No one knew. No one was touching him. Nazli didn't want it anyway. Until I made eye contact with him... ⸻ He was their leader Name: Giray Yalcin. A shudder ran through everyone as his jet-black engine entered the schoolyard. When the sound from the exhaust fell silent, a silence would descend on the school. Giray was a cold man. But it also had a dangerous appeal. He smiled
About Behind the eyes
The doors of that old boarding school on the lakeshore opened again on a humming autumn morning. As the wind swirled the withered leaves across the school's stone courtyard, the silence was broken only by the footsteps of new students who had arrived. That morning, Nazli passed through that door for the first time. The expensive black coat he w...Read more