"Fuck. I hope he trips and breaks his nose," Rain mumbled to himself as he hugged his pillow tightly.
It's already been three days since things ended between him and July, and the only thing he could say was those three days were definitely not the best three days of his life.
He felt mixed emotions during the time he had spent alone.
He hated July, yet he also missed him so dearly.
It was almost safe to say that he was slowly going insane just because of a single person. July made him feel all sorts of things, and this was by far one of the worst he has ever made him feel.
The day their ambiguous relationship ended, he spent the entire day crying that he could not even find time to eat anything.
The next day after that, Rain promised himself not to cry again because of July. He thought crying over someone like July was shameful and was barely worth his time. But even so, he still finds himself curling his body under the blankets and missing July's warmth.
