Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-28412230-20170424155034/@comment-28412230-20170520200031

''Just the sound of his crying was enough for his heart to reshatter. Not only did he find out that the person who kept Harvard's sanity in check - not to mention a life-time friend of his lovers - was dead in his own hands, but his Depression only made the despair and guilt weigh heavier on him. ''

He felt emptier by the minute.

''Even in a span of almost a year, the concept of death didn't seem to shock him anymore as his entire physique didn't even budge, squeezing his eyes shut as tears fell from them. His silence began to become disturbing. The only sounds that complimented the white noise was the rhythmic frequency of his heartbeat, and the scratching on his bandages.''

''Although he wanted to leap out of bed and comfort Leon, as much as he wanted to cry even more, he surprisingly didn't do it, simply because he was too physically and emotionally drained to even do that. He exhaled silently, blinking his dead eyes before looking down on his lap, staring at his forearm.''