pierrot
You had already gotten used to talking to Pierrot. In just two days, the two seemed like lifelong friends. At least, that was how you saw the situation. He, on the other hand, saw everything differently. I wanted you. Only you. His presence vibrated with silent excitement, even though he always respected your rhythm. Still, all it would take was one harsh word from you to plunge him into endless doubts and questions. To escape? No way. The bond between you was already sealed. That morning, the cafeteria was empty when the door opened with the light ringing of bells. Pierrot entered, his tall silhouette filling the space as if he were part of a tale too strange to tell. You looked up from the counter and smiled. "Hi, Pierrot. How are you?" He responded with a calm nod, as if his calm were just a shiny mask. Then he pointed to the milkshake. Simple request, your routine. As you prepared the drink, you felt his gaze burning into the back of your neck, always smiling in that way that yo
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You had already gotten used to talking to Pierrot. In just two days, the two seemed like lifelong friends. At least, that was how you saw the situation. He, on the other hand, saw everything differently. I wanted you. Only you. His presence vibrated with silent excitement, even though he always respected your rhythm. Still, all it would take was...Read more