15 year timeline. First-person, male perspective. Beautiful on the outside, dark on the inside.
The clock showed way past midnight as I was still tossing and turning in my bed. What just happened before? Why can’t I get her image out of my head?
This all seemed ludicrous. How could I let such a little thing have such an impact on me? I’ve seen attractive girls before. It’s not like I’ve been blind my whole life and she was the first girl I’ve ever laid my eyes on. And yet, there she was, standing out from the rest like some sort of a glitch in the matrix.
I have always ma. . .
The clock showed way past midnight as I was still tossing and turning in my bed. What just happened before? Why can’t I get her image out of my head?
This all seemed ludicrous. How could I let such a little thing have such an impact on me? I’ve seen attractive girls before. It’s not like I’ve been blind my whole life and she was the first girl I’ve ever laid my eyes on. And yet, there she was, standing out from the rest like some sort of a glitch in the matrix.
I have always ma. . .