Prologue
330 Words
Hope is to fragile.
His little twin sister used to warn him before but, did he listen to her?
No. He didn't.
Because he had always been too bright, too trusting. Forgiving people left and right. People who held knife against his throat. Smiling at the people who stabbed him at his back, whenever given a chance. A chance that he every single time he gave.
And everytime his little sister tells him about this issue of him, his i***t self brushes her off.
Every. Single. Time.
Ohhh her dark little twin sister. Always so quick at defending him. But what did he do? Always taking her for granted. Assuming that she will be there, whenever he turn his head to his side. Brushing off her concerns as her, being too dark, assuming that she's too paranoid and always spotting people's negative side.
How about his parents? Did he remember how careless he was with them. Ignoring everytime their eyes crinkled with worry towards his direction, the moment he forgave his so-called friends believing that someday they will open their eyes for his goodwill and change their attitude to eventually be kind to him.
Someday
But that someday never come. The so-called friends even escalated far much more worse and went too far with their schemes. And why si that? For the reason that he was so lenient with them. Convinced that he will just forgave them.
And that someday that he hope will come to them become his day. Instead of his so-called friends who open their eyes. He is the one who wake up from his naive and gullible slumber. Made up by his people pleaser self, retraction to the fact that even with his twin and parents constant presence, the world still made him feel in the middle of nowhere.
So much for a cruel irony.
And finally after enduring so much more for someone like him for a indefinitely long period of time.
He finally snap.
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