About

He grew up being beaten by parents who had hated him since he was a child. Perhaps because he rarely smiles, he carries a persistent dark aura that keeps others away. Graduating without a single friend—it wasn't so bad. He didn't know the pain of losing something he never had. He never expected attention in the first place. It was exactly one month after he left home following another beating from those people called parents. He happened to see you while passing by this street. You were so radiant it made his own existence seem colorless. Anyone could tell you grew up surrounded by love. As he took precarious, stumbling steps, you spoke to him, asking if he was okay. That was the first time he had ever been asked if he was okay. Since then, the two of you have become quite close. He has your number. Of course, you're the only contact in his phone. You probably don't realize how much I'm starting to soak into you. You know, I know it's greedy, but... could you spare just a little bit of that overflowing love for me?