Kiseop’s POV

I glanced over at him for a few seconds once he said that, taking my gaze off of the fluttering broken swans on my part. Then I continued to stare back at the birds hitting the green grass, in those single moments I caught every glimpse of him, I needed to see.

The features of his face were beautiful, no wonder everyone liked him, he was a nice person to get along with. Plus if he wanted to nr friends with me I guess that was fine since he was friends with the entire populace of the school.

In fact this situation did smooth out and could be normal in the view of any simple minded person and I guess I would prefer myself to be one but something was off. I just couldn’t tell what the problem was, but the sight hint of his faint blush gave away so many things.

For one I haven’t seen him ask any of his other friends to do this type of sport with him ever. Second this was practically weird, if he wanted to be my friend he could just ask he didn’t need to do anything special.

Plus by the fact that he assumed I was lonely must have meant that he was watching me. Well I have noticed his glances toward me several times and not just in this year but before as well.

Something certainly seemed out of line, maybe he liked me? Well I quickly laughed that idea off instantly but decided to keep it in the back of my mind in case it would become important in later use.

Besides all he seemed to want for now was to be friends and I could oblige with that at least. He wasn’t threatening me or about to murder me in any way, and if it seemed that my theory about him liking me was right then I could simply turn him down.

“Alright then let’s be friends.” I stated facing him with my hand out and he took it and we shook hands. We quickly let go and I could tell that the calming atmosphere that had enveloped around us had significantly dissipated.

It turned to an awkwardness that my lack of communication to people had created. This caused me to look back at the sunset awkwardly and that when I had realized that it was sunset and that made me look back at my watch to see that it was seven o’clock.

That had me worried not only would my parents worry but the school was bound to be closed and I was trapped.

As if having observed my facial expressions he laughed at me like he knew what I was thinking. “Don’t worry we aren’t locked in, but the better question is what do you want to do tomorrow, since we are friends now?” he asked casually.

“Why don’t we do the same thing, but why do you ask me to hang out with you, why don’t you hand out with your other friends?” As soon as I said those nonchalant words his face became crestfallen and I knew somehow that I had made some sort of mistake.

“I don’t have any friends except you, everyone else is an acquaintance but that isn’t the same thing, there is a big difference between the two.” He said looking off into the distance, “Anyway why don’t I take you home, besides at this time of day it’s safer to go with someone if you live far away.”

I felt like an idiot saying that, but by the quick changes of his expression, I think he forgave me but just in case I let him walk me home. In some way this was like making up with him for being thoughtless besides he was my friend and I didn’t want to lose him this easily.

We were in fact silent as we headed to my house, me leading the way and I was glad that the comfortable silence between us had returned. He said goodbye to me as I went in and from my window I saw him leave and go back home I would think.

That was how my days were filled now with my new friend and with each passing day we grew closer and closer on that roof top. We would just make paper cranes with a deep silence filling our days but it was fun because it was comfortable.

We shared secrets and details about our lives and for the first time my quiet life had been interrupted and disarrayed but I was glad. Even though Kevin was my friend no one else really dared to approach us, or me to be exact only he was my friend and I didn’t mind I was just glad.

We learned secrets from each other like we were both only children in our families, and the fact that even though he got along with everyone Kevin was just as lonely and friendless like I was. I also learned that he wasn’t good at much, his grades were significantly worse than mine and he wasn’t good at sports either.

Plus in some aspects I would call him dim witted, that was in trivial things like school but on subjects like life he excelled greatly. In fact I would say that he was just as good as I was in looking at the deep and mystic meanings behind things, maybe even better.

These were the things that I grew to like about him, the more I knew the happier I was that he held out his hand to me that one day and asked me to make paper cranes with him.

At one point we even hung out after school, we both decided to go to a zoo well it was my idea since w e both wanted to see the birds and he agreed.

We both loved birds because they reminded us of ourselves about how we were stuck in the cage called life and just wanted to be free. Both of us expressed our sorrow at the penguins and other flightless birds because they couldn’t really escape their imprisonment by flying away.

There were some people who looked at us weirdly when we were there like we were freaks or something but we didn’t really care for them and just went on our way. We also didn’t see any other animals because they were pointless to look at and we didn’t want to waste our time seeing them.

My favorite time perhaps was when we went to the butterfly house; I must admit that I wasn’t even really paying attention to them. Instead all my eyes could see was him and how beautiful he looked among the beautiful creatures, in fact if he were a butterfly he would have been the prettiest among all of them.

That day I kept paying attention to his features how exhilarating his eyes looked when reflected on the golden sun like honey running in flower meadows. Or how his nose was so cute, in fact I liked it because it wasn’t small or ‘perfect’ shaped like everyone else’s in fact it had character all on its own.

My most favorite feature was his extremely pale pink lips, like a blizzard on an extremely snowy day in Russia they excited me, and they were so small and that was so unbelievable.

Actually that day when I went home I argued so much with myself on which part of his face I liked the best. That night I couldn’t even sleep because I couldn’t really make up my mind, but if I absolutely had to choose I would pick his whole face.

They way it looked, so gentle and calming like the sea crashing waves on the shore, it made you feel at ease. No wonder everyone seemed to like him because his face was so likeable.

At times I would actually feel jealous sometimes, just maybe a little when someone talked to him especially someone I didn’t like. Kevin was too nice to really think anyone was a bad person and got along with everyone but that was because he was naïve.

I on the other hand would not fall for it, because there were some people who were terrible and just used people like him. Although I didn’t really have any enemies because everyone thought I was just weird or didn’t really care for me not that I minded.

I especially feel rotten because I never really protected Kevin, I didn’t tell him to stay away from the people I didn’t like, because I didn’t think that was my place really and so I just kept shut. Even though in my head I was fuming and these new found feelings I knew my head would realize was love and I did think about it several times.

Maybe I should tell Kevin how I feel maybe we could go out I bet he would like that since he likes me too. Although I never knew if he for sure liked me it was just a guess, but I didn’t tell him anything.

I kept quiet because I didn’t want to complicate our relationship, because what if he didn’t really like me, what if it was only one-sided.

So I would live with that pain quietly but even though our relationship was really good I couldn’t help but feel some things were my fault. Sometimes there were major bumps along the road that I felt that I caused and I couldn’t really blame it on my lack of communication.

There were times where I was rude and said hurtful things to him, but I was ignorant to my words. Also there were times when I hurt him physically, on accident and every time I did I felt bad. It seemed as though every day I would cause either a physical or mental injury toward him and something’s I kept repeating.

I blame my stupidity for the reason I hurt him so badly, it was because I was stupid and I hoped that he would realize that.

Every time I would try to apologize I didn’t because I really didn’t know how and I didn’t want to make the relationship even more awkward. Besides whenever I tried to he would just smile and forgive quickly saying that ‘it’s alright’ with a wide smile and we would just move on.

For instance there was this one time where I asked why he was an only child and he told me that he was supposed to have an older brother but the child came out as a still born. Also that during the time the mother that was giving birth to his brother died and so his father remarried.

This also happened to his father’s second wife and for a while his father gave up on marriage and love and became suicidal and a drunk. His friends recommended him to a physiologist and she helped him and became his third wife eventually.

Although she had a terminal illness and died shortly after they were married and his father fell into a depression until he met her twin sister. He married her and they were finally able to have a child but shortly after Kevin was born his mother died as well.

She had the same terminal illness that her sister did because apparently it was genetic and ran in the family. After that his father became so overprotective of Kevin and wanted to provide the best life he could for him.

He hired the best baby sitter he could for Kevin as he worked his off to provide for him and after several years he married the baby sitter which was a guy. Kevin didn’t mind at all about their marriage and he even stated that was the reason that he was gay, it was because of his father.

Now the family lives a happy life and his father’s spouse is healthy and happy and Kevin honestly feels happy for them. They were even thinking of adopting but are still thinking about it and both of his parents are over protective of him.

In those types of replies he would give I could only reply with an ‘oh’ and move on but I could never say anything else and I would always feel like I was being rude.

He would say it’s not my fault and move on with another topic of discussion and that was how my rudeness would always appear. I would always ask something personal or beyond the lines of discussion he would explain it and I would feel bad for asking but wouldn’t even say sorry.