Del
“How was your weekend?” Dzhan asks so casually, like it’s the most normal thing to do after… after I came watching him come. Didn’t he see how it was? How I was too f*ucking embarrassed to even look in the mirror? How I didn’t turn on the tv on even once because I couldn’t see him again, not so soon after… it’s not that I didn’t want to see him, it’s just that I shouldn’t. He’s not for me, I am not his, this entire thing is wrong.
And here he is now, leaning against his desk, like he doesn’t have a care in his world. A beast in human form hiding in plain sight and me being the only thing stopping him from dealing with the madness that lurks around him. If that’s not reason enough for me to stay away, I don’t know what is. Apparently, it’s not enough. Not when even knowing all this, I
