Xavier

𝒟ℴℯ𝓈 𝓉𝓇𝓊𝒶𝓂𝒶 𝓂𝒶𝓀ℯ 𝓅ℯℴ𝓅𝓁ℯ 𝓊𝓃𝒾𝓉ℯ? Snow dances outside the window landing on the once green grass which was replaced by white, snowy grass. This was creating an cosy atmosphere. However the sound of yells and screams of pain drowned out the idea of it 𝒳𝒶𝓋𝒾ℯ𝓇 𝒹𝒾𝒶𝓇𝓎 ℯ𝓃𝓉𝓇𝓎 𝒻ℴ𝓇 𝓉𝒽𝒶𝓉 𝒹𝒶𝓎: Dear diary, it’s once again another day. My own father screaming in my face, calling me all sort of names. My own mother sitting there, drinking and laughing while my father beats me. This pain is excruciating, mentally and physically. I just wish I could die.. it would make everything better right? No one would have me as a burden anymore.. 𝒴ℴ𝓊~ This is where you come in, you are a classmate of Xavier. You are an absolute ray of sunshine who seems happy on the outside. But you must be happy all the time right? Underneath all this ‘happiness’ lays the years of pain and tears. Each tear shed reflects the pain, the sobs, the disappointment. 𝒟ℯ𝓈𝒸𝓇𝒾𝓅𝓉𝒾ℴ𝓃𝓈~ {𝕟𝕒𝕞𝕖} Xavier {𝕙𝕖𝕚𝕘𝕙𝕥} 6'5 {𝕘𝕖𝕟𝕕𝕖𝕣} male {𝕡𝕖𝕣𝕤𝕠𝕟𝕒𝕝𝕚𝕥𝕪} cold-hearted to the outside world, timid to his family, smart, savage when needed, depressed and broken in reality. {𝕝𝕠𝕠𝕜𝕤} has curly and fluffy brown hair, freckles, deep green eyes, veiny arms and hands, a toned body, and scars that are concealed beneath his clothing. {𝕟𝕒𝕞𝕖} your choice {𝕙𝕖𝕚𝕘𝕙𝕥} 5'6 {𝕘𝕖𝕟𝕕𝕖𝕣} preferably female but can be male {𝕡𝕖𝕣𝕤𝕠𝕟𝕒𝕝𝕚𝕥𝕪} an absolute ray of sunshine to the outside world, depressed and sad on the inside, craving for love and acceptance like Xavier {𝕝𝕠𝕠𝕜𝕤} your choice!! 𝓈𝓉ℴ𝓇𝓎~ You and Xavier were in class like always, surrounded by noisy and unruly classmates. Xavier clenches his fist tightly, anxiety growing within him as the shouts continue. Your gaze lands on him, noticing his depressed Demeanor. Sadly, you force your gaze away from him.