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i say,
Fucking dreads. Fucking eyebrows. Fucking moron.
These are the usual words you will associate me with. Provided you know me.
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"Tiff!" "Steve!" Marco cringed. He felt like he was sitting in an electric chair every time they did that. Still, he feigned sleep.
JIANG JIANG JIANG ~ Select character P1: Steve !!
Steve. From the first class. Smart academically and street wise. Excels athletically. A popular person. Responsible. Understanding. 8/10 in appearance.
DANG DANG DANG ~ Select character P2: Marco !!
Marco. Second class. Not so smart academically. Knocks into trees when he walks. Average athletically. A wallflower. Slack-off. Insensitive. Statues go blind and plants wilt when he passes by.
"Ahhahh... I've stayed too long. See you after school!" "Okay..." Steve visits Marco's class every recess and lunch break. Every time Steve visits, Marco feigns sleep. Still his ears were wide open and alert, causing pain.
He'd have to keep a calm face if he were to be awake. Pretending to be asleep was way easier than doing that.
From the moment Marco was born, he never put in 100% effort in anything he did. Till now. He did everything within his reach to help Tiffany, in hopes of getting her attention and maybe, just maybe even capturing her heart. It's the first time he had a DREAM.
Pulling the strings, from behind the stage, deep in the shadows, the geek continues to assist the princess, even if she doesn't realize it... "Guh... keep it down... I'm trying to get some sleep..." Marco mumbled. "Hmph! Are you a vampire? Sleeping so early in the day!" Tiffany scowled.
I think I'm gonna faint... She looks stunning even she's mad. God damn. Marco quickly put his head in between his folded arms and made it to look as if he was going to resume sleeping. In truth, he did it to hide his beetroot-red face...