Oliver didn't know what to say. He wasn't very good at holding conversations or even speaking to people in general, so he opted to not say anything. At least that way he wouldn't embarrass himself by saying something he would regret.
A single golden leaf floated down from a nearby tree. It was a light golden, almost yellow, colour. Just like Len's hair.
Oliver stared at said boy, still unsure what to make of the situation. Len Kagamine. The good-looking boy any girl would want to date, if even for a day. He was charismatic, with high grades and a seemingly perfect aura resonating from him. Brother of the most popular girl in the school, Rin.
Oliver disliked Rin. Disliked being the key word. He could never bring himself to hate someone. Some people say hate is a strong word, and Oliver thought it was particularly nasty. Hate. People had said it to him before. They have shouted it at him. They had even screamed at him a few times as well.
It hurt. A lot. Each time it tore down one of the walls into poor Oliver's soul. It destroyed hope and removed self-confidence. When hate ran out of things to break, it attacked his mind, infesting it with depression and sadness. It grew his loneliness until he was overwhelmed, almost drowning him in it. Eventually, he just stopped fighting. Every painful blow delivered and every hurtful comment made about him – he accepted it. He allowed himself to be beaten by a girl in front of an army of all those who were against him, including Len.
Perhaps that was why he disliked hate. He despised hate.
He hated hate.
Another golden leaf floated gracefully and landed between Oliver and Len, causing the former blink and realise he had been staring.
At least you don't hate hate, Mr Sha of happiness. {◕ ◡ ◕}
What's that? You do hate people who don't review, though?