Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-28412230-20170424155034/@comment-28412230-20170524210716

''Immediately, Harvard stopped in his tracks and turned to the source of the all-too familiar voice behind him. He looked as if he were about to stab himself with a shard of glass any minute now, and tears agressively fell from his face, shuddering sobs emerged from his throat. ''

''Quickly, he rubbed the tears from his eyes with his palms and forced himself a strained smile, obviously pretending to be happy. Clearly, the facade faded as soon as it started as his head hung from his neck, cupping his hands in his pockets. The shadow returned to cloud his face, the sun beating down on him from behind.''

''In an instant, so many questioned blurred in his head. Does Harvard deserve the respects from his companions? Does Leon love him? ''

"...Leon, am I murderer to you...?"