In class he looked at Sylas, collecting tears within him.
*I love the man who hates me the most*
Noxan's eyes turned deeply red,as he realized that every moment he had with Sylas felt fake, just a display in his mind twisting reality.
His majestic voice,which brought Noxan to flow,is now filled with power and hate.
Noxan felt the urge to cry,to let the waves free,but he couldn't.
*If I cry ,not only will I be seen as weak but also disappointed in my community.*
Sylas looked at Noxan, seeing with how much rage he was filled.He started laughing but Immediately stopped it.He held up his hands above his head and stretched out his tongue, shaking everything.It was clear that he was making Noxan into a joke, showing him what his words actually represent.How he spoke by heart.
Noxan looked down on his desk, letting his inner Storm secretly flow.He couldn't choose.
*I hate him,I love him*
*I hate how he thinks of me,I hate how he thinks about my sexuality.
I love his look and how his personality partly seems,I love him,but I can't love him*
The big lunch break started before evening class.
Noxan went home letting music be his flow.
On the way home he saw how Sylas went into the city, with a smile on his face,he was surrounded by his friends which he didn't wanna be a part of anymore.
When evening class started they were allowed to sit wherever they wanted.
Noxan sat in his usual place but Sylas changed,out of all the places he could have chosen,he chose to sit next to Noxan.
Noxan felt how his glance flew to Sylas.Noxan tried to hold himself back ,not just because of hate but also because it would be too obvious.
Nolan's body didn't listen and looked at Sylas.
Sylas noticed how Noxan looked at him without letting a second go,he proudly believed
*I must have raged him so badly, that he now wants to punch me.
Come on Noxan,I know that you look at me to imagine how you beat me up.
Come on Noxan,do it in reality.
Come on Noxan,let me show you how strong I am.*
Noxan noticed how Sylas laughed,and couldn't keep a straight face.
Sylas spoke with his best effort not to laugh
"Come on dude,when you look at me, at least do it better than this, it's so obvious what youthink about"
Noxan started to shake slightly,his mouth opened and swallowed deeply,he tried to speak but couldn't.
He started to say.
"Really, what am I thinking about"
But Sylas didn't let him finish,Sylas interrupted him before he could say the first word.Sylas spoke.
"I can see the hate in youreyes."
Sylas grabbed Noxan's shirt and pulled him close.
He moved his head to Nolan's left ear and quickly whispered.
"If you want to hit me,do it"
Noxan was confused and couldn't choose.
*Does he mean to hit him in the face,or does he mean I should hit him in the bed?*
Before he could finish thinking.The bell rang and Sylas finished with saying
"I knew that you were scared to punch me in the face,Loser."
While he pushed him away with the same grip he pulled him close.