Silence is louder than words
Description
Yoseob has been bad luck ever since he was born. Unwanted as a baby, tormented throughout his childhood, blamed for every single wrong thing, and finally ignored from everyone. It is Yoseob's friendship with Junhyung that keeps him alive, waking up each morning and barely passing through each day. But even Junhyung's kindness and generosity cannot keep the bitterness and loneliness away from him, because by now it's too late. From an early age, Yoseob's learnt that he is to be ignored, quiet and say nothing. If he pretends to be invisible, perhaps no one will notice him.
For Yoseob, silence is his survival.
Firstly, I just want to say that this is my FIRST fanfic, and I would like to get as much advice as possible! If there is some way you think my fanfic could be better, please comment and tell me. It would be very appreciated >___<
Secondly, I know this fanfic seems kind of dark but it actually isn't too sad. Or, at least I'll try not make it to be. Also, this is NOT a Junseob (sorry Junseob shippers~) however... nope! No more clues to the fanfic, you will just have to read on!
Enjoy~
Foreword
He hadn't said a word since they'd arrived, and was instead looking down at the floor. His dark scruffy hair covered whatever facial expression he had, and I couldn't tell whatever he was thinking.
At that point, he seemed to sense that I was staring at him because he suddenly looked up. His face was tiny, so small that my hand could have covered it. His body structure was also petite, and looked even smaller in his baggy shirt and trackpants. He had pale skin, dark circles under his eyes and his face was full of faded scars that you could only see in a certain light. If I had seen him from a distance, I would have thought that he was weak, young and fragile.
However, his eyes told another story. His eyes were huge orbs, that were such a dark shade of brown that his eyes looked almost black. Behind that expressionless look was a barrier, that immediately told me to back off. His big round eyes would have given him a childish image, if it had not been how mature they looked. They looked as if they belonged to someone much older, and had expericed a lot of things. It surprised me, but I couldn't help feel drawn to him.
What was the story behind those mysterious eyes?
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