A glimpse of you, my dearest red-haired boy...
A glimpse of red.
I saw him.
I really did, and I'm still in disbelief.
OH MY FUCKING GOD I ACTUALLY SAW HIM AND HIM AND HIM AND I SAW HIM BUT NO ONE ELSE AND HIM ALONE!
He appeared, and everything else suddenly faded away to nothingness.
He appeared, again.
And I saw him. I SAW LAVI. I REALLY DID. I've long for this moment since forever...
I caught a glimpse of him, my sweetest sweet sweet red-haired boy.
I caught a glimpse of him, the boy who called himself Lavi, my hot and sexy and cool and beautiful and gorgeous and stunning and perfect and everything Lavi.
My Lavi.
MY LOVE OF LIFE AND MY EVERYTHING.
I SAW HIM. Just a hazy glimpse of his image, his back is enough to drive me crazy. Enough to kill me over and over again.
Yet it is never enough. NEVER HAS, NEVER WILL.
NEVER!
You're so cruel, sensei!
Just when I was at the point of giving up my hope and dropping my dream, you came back and filled my void with your light and pulled me out of my gloomy darkness.
I had been drowning in my depression and sickness, and just when I thought I was going to die, you returned.
No more sorrow.
Because you are back.
YOU, MY LAVI, ARE BACK!!!!!!
Alive and kicking as ever.
Beautiful and gorgeous as ever.
For the first time of those hellish past months, no, almost half a year, I feel truly happy again.
Because I know I have you back.
Nothing can break me down again.
Please tell me I'm not dreaming...
There was some stupid guy came up with an offensive question "what is so great about Lavi that makes all girls wannabe in his pant?", and Gosh I was pushed over the edge. How the fuck could that stupid guy ask such stupid question? For God's sake...
Wanna know why I love him that much? Why not Kanda, not Allen, but Lavi?
Why? Gods, does it even need a reason to love someone?
Because Lavi is not Allen, Lavi is not "I'm-the-nicest-guy-in-the-world-and-I-fight-for-everyone" like Allen, our adorable young hero.
Because Lavi is not Kanda, Lavi is not "I'm-strong-and-I-have-to-be-stronger" like Kanda, our most beautiful Japanese boy.
Because, Lavi is just Lavi, a mere Bookman-in-training who struggles all the time to find a way for himself to walk, who doesn't even have a reason to fight, who always tries his hardest to ignore his own heart beat to be an indifferent onlooker, yet always ends up becoming more and more like a real exorcist and fighting and sacrificing himself for his so-called "friends", ones he's not supposed to have in the first place.
Because Lavi is not even Lavi, he's just a boy who doesn't even have a real name, who longs to figure out his true self in the world of darkness and black and ink and blood, who doesn't even need a heart yet he still has one and it's still beating inside his chest every single second.
Because Lavi is just a boy who puts on a lopsided grin all the time yet there's nobody in the world is able to understand a single thing on his mind.
Because Lavi is Lavi, who has soon come to the point where he doesn't even know whether his smiling face is a lie or not.
And Lavi is just Lavi.
And Julye loves Lavi, not Kanda, not Allen nor anyone else but Lavi and only Lavi.
Lavi has come to her life and taken her heart away.
Julye loves Lavi so much that she can do anything just to be able to catch a glimpse of him once again. That's enough to heal the wounds in her heart.
Like now.
Just because Lavi is Lavi and Lavi is back.