Chapter 1 - The complex heart.
This is the first time I'm writing the story to be published. So, for the bad grammar, I'm very sorry! -bow-
Disclaimer : The Tokyo Ghoul is not mine. Just the plot. xD
Sometimes, we can only see the appearance.
But sometimes, we can see through the appearance until what have been writing at the soul.
The agony. The hatred. The cold. The regret. The whisper. The scream.
All in one.
All are one. In that one soul.
Like an open book.
Like a story that line up to read over.
Like a picture that expose everything.
That's 'him'.
His best friend.
'He' think that 'he' can keep a secret. 'He' think,' he' can hide a story. 'He' think, 'he' can just smile and everything will be alright. 'He' think that he can fool everyone with that innocent face.
But surely. 'He' can't hide everything. 'He' can't be anything.
When he speak, this so called his best friend just being there smile. Not utter the word. Not bother to reply even a sentence.
Sometimes he just want to punch that face to let 'him' know that he was still there. Just to let 'him' know, that he were still care. Just to let 'him' know that he will be there for the worst time. Just to let 'him' know, he will dare to be killed for the sake of 'him'.
But him.. will never understand this heart of friend. Because he never want to open his heart to understand others. And never even care to open his heart to let others understand him.
That complexion sometime bother his mind.
A/N : err.. how about that? it's that good for the start? I want to write more..but, the time become jealous of me. Until then.. jaa~