I hate him. Or at least I think I do. It's as if he has some pull over me that I can't deny, and I can do nothing but stand there as he tears down my walls. He's not real, I try to convince myself. So why does my heart insist otherwise?

I turn the pill between my thumb and index finger and watch as the minuscule light winking from my desk lamp briefly shows the twisted yet structured frame beneath it's pellucid shell. It looks grotesque as much as it looks crudely enchanting. It resembles the branches of black veins that run beneath white, tautly stretched skin. Pale, beautiful, otherworldly, and captivating. I am amazed that I was able to create such an enigma. This is the product of the hard work that I toiled afte

'Life is' 'Dull' He thought. Of all the ways that he could Describe a thing so exalted So fleeting Of all the words he could choose He decided that life Is dull.  

  Tao has always been an underdog. When he’s ordered to live as a scout in Shin, he eagerly takes the opportunity in an effort to prove himself. But what happens when he finds himself stuck between the reputation of his past and the hope of his future?

Life has become incomparably dull. But when a boy who easily takes things in stride despite his unfortunate situation enters your life, will he be able to show you the world you've started to forget?

"I just want someone to hear what I have to say. And maybe if I talk long enough, it'll make sense." -- Ray Bradbury

Written in Zelo's POV, this story conveys Zelo's chase for a girl that, in the end, he knows he can never have.