Disclaimer: ::glares:: Shut up.
-Look Alive-
You turn away from everyone.
I can understand not wanting to be near those heathen-girls that are out for your virginity. I mean, who would?
But why do you turn away from me? I don't want to be your friend. I want to be your rival.
I don't really want to associate with you, I don't really want to fight with you. I just want to have something to do.
Why don't you react to my challenges? You never hear. What are you, dead?
…no, you're not dead. But you're not alive, either.
You're not alive, you're not dead. You're just…numb.
You're still shocked from when your brother slaughtered your family.
Dumbass.
Why can you just get over it? Sure, I still get depressed sometimes when I think about why nobody likes me, but I still try to get on with my life. None of that 'avenger' crap, no siree!
Don't you get it? You're entirely too numb. You're almost dead.
Look alive, asshole.