They Say His Smile Doesn't Quite Reach His Eyes
I never thought of him, romantically. He was just, a guy for girls to place on a pedestal and worship like kami-sama. His handsome, cold, features were cut out of ice and stone. His eyes were icy as well, the same color as his messy hair. He is pretty handsome, I think. I just never thought of him...that way. I think he is the kind of guy that knows everyone loves him and loves himself. I think he is really arrogant and doesn't care about other people. My friends want me to date him; but I would only do that because of all the attention he gets. Then again, I never looked at guys with glasses. I don't think I would actually consider him. He is too cold. They say his smile doesn't quite reach his eyes.
He was always just there. He was existent, yet not quite in attention. He gets a lot of attention alright, he just doesn't notice it. Stone cold, I say. He never meant anything to me. Why would I be friends with someone who doesn't care? My sister doesn't even want to go out with him. It's not just because she is too caught up on a relationship I know will never happen even if she says it will. She and I don't favor cold people. Forever expressionless. They say his smile doesn't quite reach his eyes.
He is my friend; albeit a seemingly non-caring one. I know that some people think that he is arrogant, but I'm one of the only people who know his secret. He hates himself. He hates everything about himself. He is only cold to others because he doesn't want to hurt other people. That in itself is caring. I can see through his façade. He has a mess of emotions whirling around him. Wild and untamed. He needs help. I wish I could help him but he just pushes me away. I don't blame him because I know his secret. His deep, dark and sinister secret. The secret of the fallen angel living inside him. He tries to remain emotionless so he can keep the monster within. Not even his smile quite reaches his eyes.
My friend, Hiwatari Satoshi.