Chapter 1

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@everywednesday

Possesed

He cringed his sore eyes but there weren't any more tears that could be let out. His head throbbed but his heart was barely beating.

No, there weren't any more tears, but he was crying. Like a child who has been forcefully snatched away from the haven of his comfort zone.

All day, he'd just corner himself in his room and lull himself to a trance with his silent cries. His room-mate would look at the desolated boy leading his life into the sullen melancholies. He'd sigh at how his sporadically rebuked reprimands would be given a deaf ear.

The only voice he paid heed to was the one he that chimed out of his cell phone voice-record player. Her voice- his oxygen.

He'd jam his head phones into his ears and listen to her. His day started with her and the same way did his night end.

She was gone from FITE.

But she still remained with him.

His version of her.

The one who knew how to fight back. The one who'd never mind toiling labor.

The one who wore unadulterated valor, unlike his masked bravery.

The one with who he was immensely, ardently and inexplicably in love.

His love for her would grow with every passing day.

Her, whose voice he heard.

Not the girl who left FITE.

He never attempted the disgraceful act of comparing her with her.

Because he was afraid he won't be able to match both of them.

He was afraid that if he tried, he'd fail.

And he'd lose her.

Evermore,

Rini.