Auteur: DutchXfan

She passes by, showing him a quick smile while she tries to keep up with her friends. Her long hair moving like a curtain down her back, the white streaks dancing with each step she takes. Those streaks cause conflicting feelings in him; they make her special, beautiful, and older somehow, but they also represent his failure – her death.

He’s a loner. He likes it that way. Strangers come into his life, and they leave just as fast, usually after getting what they want – sex or a fight.