("Most people seem to think I'm perfected in every way. Only one can see the flaws behind my mask, too bad they belong to someone else's heart so I can't call them mine.")
In this world where everything is just appears overly perfect, you seem to think that maybe. Maybe this nagging feeling that something may occur in the end.
Most people tend to be cautious with their surrounding being stuck in a never ending cycle of overwhelmingness, some they get endless amount of anxiety that they crash out with their emotions.
Despite this unfortunate state, not all could recover from it. They suffer and become prisoners from their own illusions they had created in their heads instead of the reality and problems they are seeing from their own two eyes.
Sometimes I wonder how it feels to have illusions… It must suck.
Thoughts race through my mind: 'I'm probably going to get rejected by my childhood friend then it will destroy our whole friendship.'
Yet, I remind myself "No."
Trying to rip my black hair roots from my hair. 'I shouldn't overthink, think positively.' Slapping my face with both of my hands in frustration. My hair is as black as anyone can see, sometimes I wish it was lighter and more unique.
'What if she is into lighter haired people. Don't think Mirai, just do it and it will be all okay… She will definitely accept my confession, there is no way she won't. I'm kind, smart, perfect for her.'
"At least that's what I think" mumbling it whilst sitting beside this tree.
My crush is my childhood friend, I had a crush on her for almost 3 years. She is amazing, her pretty eyes, recognisable white hair... Everything about her is angelic. Whilst me? I perhaps am more of a demon, she probably deserves better.
My friends would lecture me on why I haven't confessed yet. The truth is that I'm just afraid of our friendship being ruined. She is everything I have.
'Sigh.'
The tree was tall and big, it's branches carries different memories from the past. It looked like it has been going through hundreds of years of living. It has a sign nailed to it which when it first appeared, caught my attention.
[In memories of -]
I couldn't read the last words since it has been slightly destroyed overtime, making it unable to read. But, I guess it could be a random soldier name that is barely recognised in this time.
'Reminds me.'
I remember meeting her in this tree, such a nostalgic memory. 'Well I don't think me putting gum on her hair is very nostalgic at all'
I facepalm, as I look back at my phone to stare at her messages looking and wishing ways to find the courage to confess how I really feel.
Why am I here? That's a question anyone can ask.
Waiting for my childhood friend to come… It was supposed to be our first time meeting in a long time. (Has been 2 days)
[ Come get the limited deal-]
Another boring ad that popped up on my phone…
Man.
Each time I open it, such ads I receive is rather eerily almost like it matches the current situation. Like this one:
[ Get this very sexy outfi-]
'NEVERMIND. What even is this ad… How is it even allowed?' I sigh while I put my phone down to the ground with a frustrated face.
Perhaps my thoughts about ads are wrong?
Hm, maybe I should look at the kids park and see that they are doing. I'm surprised this park is over 56 years old, it was originally supposed to be destroyed. However there was a riot that prevented that to happen. Thank god they stopped their plans, instead they made it look better or else I will be bailing my eyes out to my mum.
I live in a normal household with my parents and sibling. My household is very lively and cheerful, but my parents worry too much about me like I'm one bad sneeze away from exploding. Sometimes I feel like one day they would get a helicopter to find me if I don't respond to their text within 5 minutes. My siblings would ready with their popcorn and see the chaos unfold.
"Those brats." Thinking about that scenario makes me frustrated.
"Where is my sweet bread?!"
"I don't know, BUT I THINK WE SHOULD CALL THE COPS." They both stared crying, while calling the cops.
I was in school.
At least the atmosphere is peaceful at this time, there is no way someone or something will mess this moment up. I mean look that the-
'What…' Looking across the playground with a straightforward face.
"NO, PLEASE STOP KICKING ME."
Is that a grown male being kicked by little kids? No, the question should be:
'WHY IS THERE A GROWN MALE IN THE KIDS PARK?'
Oh, ouch.
They are biting him now… It's like watching a live action cartoon film. I'm not going to question even further.
Let me just scroll on my phone and pretend I didn't see that.
[Have you ever got bitten by kids? Try this product: It helps heal your wounds]
...
Maybe ads are very useful.
"HEY, KID!"
Oh, it's the dude.
'I'm just going to look around and pretend to be confused.'
"HEY, I KNOW YOU CAN SEE ME? SAVE ME? ARE YOU GOING TO LEAVE ME TO DIE!?"
How did that bastard-. Sorry buddy, you are alone in this one. Today is not my day to act like a hero for this 'Hunger Games: Playground Edition' Now that I see him properly, he looks about my age. But his cap is covering his face fully. 'Should I save him just this once?'
Mentally facepalmed.
Well, I can tell this moment will the time of my life. It will be very fun.
Just perfect.