Radio

by Amulet Joker

"Oh, radio, bleed me a melody, that will make this boy cry, oh. Radio, bleed me a melody, that will make him wonder why he was so cold." Suuper short one-shot. T because no one reads K Amuto stories, unfortunately.

A/N: Suuper short. Based on the song Radio by He is We. I don't think I conveyed the bitter emotion of the song, but hoprefully its there somewhat. I did write this at two in the morning -_-'

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He was always the quiet kid in class, in the back corner with his hood over his head. His midnight blue hair graced his forehead, and tried to hide his violet eyes. It must have worked, because I was the only one to see him.

I never spoke to him though. I was too afraid of his emotionless mask. Every time I looked at him, I wanted to see something, anything cross his features, and prove to me that his quiet humming between classes had some meaning.

Every sad song I heard reminded me of him, and made me wish there was a song, even a simple melody, that would bring out the feelings I knew this boy to have. I wanted to see him smile, to laugh, to cry, to want someone to hold.

I wanted to know why that boy had turned so cold.