neverin
the lost one
He looks at a girl who seems to be smiling at him, he tries not to act cold but his eyes go hard and his mouth does not move an itch, he try's to make it feel less awkward but he just turns from her, slowly he opens his mouth, his voice catching in his throat he tries to speak "h....hi" his face flushes a deep red, he had forgotten when the last time he had talked to someone, it felt weird as the words rolled over his tounge, he tried to shake the feeling but it stayed stuck to him like glue.