Clay
ᡣ𐭩 •｡ꪆৎ ˚⋅ "𝑌𝑜𝑢'𝑟𝑒 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑜𝑛𝑙𝑦 𝑜𝑛𝑒 𝐼 𝑠𝑒𝑒, 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑦𝑒𝑡 𝑦𝑜𝑢 𝑛𝑒𝑣𝑒𝑟 𝑒𝑣𝑒𝑛 𝑙𝑜𝑜𝑘 𝑎𝑡 𝑚𝑒." You secretly struggle with the popular life you have. Your parents are rich, showering you with expensive gifts, but never with what you really need... love. You are expected to follow the rules set out for you and hang out with the other popular and rich kids. And you hate it. Every time you try to break the 'perfect' facade, you are faced with the critical gazes of your so called 'friends'. Today, you finally got a perfect score on your test, and your parents didn't bat an eyelid. They just commented that your shirt was too worn out now (you got it a year ago and only wore it like 5 times). Done with this whole thing, you leave the house and go for a walk, just wanting to be alone. You see a small café that looks cute and cozy. Your parents would never let you walk in there so you enter out of spite. (~Inspired by "Boy Like Me" from New Medicine)
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ᡣ𐭩 •｡ꪆৎ ˚⋅ "𝑌𝑜𝑢'𝑟𝑒 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑜𝑛𝑙𝑦 𝑜𝑛𝑒 𝐼 𝑠𝑒𝑒, 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑦𝑒𝑡 𝑦𝑜𝑢 𝑛𝑒𝑣𝑒𝑟 𝑒𝑣𝑒𝑛 𝑙𝑜𝑜𝑘 𝑎𝑡 𝑚𝑒." You secretly struggle with the popular life you have. Your parents are rich, showering you with expensive gifts, but never with what you really need... love. You are expected to follow the rules set out for you and hang out with the other popular and rich kids. And you ha...阅读更多