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Everybody thought he was happy just because he was rich, popular and handsome. They thought that just those three little things were enough to make someone the happiest person in the world. So who was him to say otherwise? They all thought that Kyouya was the one who wore a mask, who shielded himself from others and manipulated them to do things the way he wanted them to be done, but it was not true. He was the one with the fake smile, with the fake ID and life. He was the one who created a world of magic, because his life was tragic and being the lonely and somehow coward man that he was he knew that alone he couldn’t change things.
When he looked at the woman beside him a silent tear rolled down, founding its way out of his bare soul. One more time, he accepted to be the person others expected him to be, but this time he would wore his best mask so no one would doubt his feelings, however before he could wore it a voice called him. When he looked back to see who was calling him his heart stopped. There she was. His dream was calling him back to her arms, calling him back to his castle where his heart was buried. She was there asking him to come back home…NO, she was asking him if he wanted to go back home…With her. In that moment, he realized that he wasn’t alone at all, at least not anymore.
So he jumped after her, after his dream and when he woke up he was happy to see that he wasn’t dreaming at all. She was there; they all were there, waiting the return of their king.
Author's Note: If you find out who I am talking about I'll give you a donut. xD Thank you all for reading it!
When he looked at the woman beside him a silent tear rolled down, founding its way out of his bare soul. One more time, he accepted to be the person others expected him to be, but this time he would wore his best mask so no one would doubt his feelings, however before he could wore it a voice called him. When he looked back to see who was calling him his heart stopped. There she was. His dream was calling him back to her arms, calling him back to his castle where his heart was buried. She was there asking him to come back home…NO, she was asking him if he wanted to go back home…With her. In that moment, he realized that he wasn’t alone at all, at least not anymore.
So he jumped after her, after his dream and when he woke up he was happy to see that he wasn’t dreaming at all. She was there; they all were there, waiting the return of their king.
Author's Note: If you find out who I am talking about I'll give you a donut. xD Thank you all for reading it!