Prologue:
Loneliness, what is it?
"One who has no friends or company"
'Bullshit, that's not what loneliness is' Harry said as he stroked his long black hair back.
His eyes started to shake, and soon enough began to fill up with water, then it flowed
Like rain during a stormy night, like a river, the tears just began to flow and pour.
'I have all these friends, a beautiful girlfriend, yet…'
Harry started to whimper as he starts banging his head on this bedside desk.
'Why...why do I feel so alone'
Without even being able to get to his bed, Harry fell asleep with his lights on, and his computer screen's light pointed directly at his sorrowful face.
Despite all the light around him, he still has darkness
Despite all company, he's still alone
But despite all his sadness, can he still be happy?
Name: Harry Dean
Age: 17
Status: Single
Occupation: Student
Lives with his parents, rich, good-looking, fit, almost perfect.
Despite all light, darkness still blooms.