Just another one-shot I wrote in like 10 minutes.

I'm trying to write a chapter story, but nothing would come out and somehow this came out of a blank page.

If you can't guess who the two people are for this story then...you should be smaked.

anyway, here it is, enjoy and comment please. D

That was a good word for it.

The way he moved, the way he fought, spoke or even breathed.

Yes. If there was ever one word to describe him, it was elegance.

I cursed myself for thinking something like that, but it was true. Their was no denying it.

I fought with myself everyday not to show my true feelings or thoughts for him.

I couldn't bear it if he ever found out that I, the one person in this village who hated him, was really the one that was most in love with him. Don't get me wrong, I hate him. I really do.

I hate everything about him, even when he's made me love everything about him.

He controls my emotions like a puppet on a string. Making me bend this way and that, all with just a glance or a word. Worst part is, I don't think he even realizes what he's doing.

He's the perfect person. Everyone loves him.

The girls love him for his perfect face and smooth skin.

The boys love him for his strength and his bravery.

The parents because he's the good child, never getting into trouble.

The teachers because he's the smart one who does all his homework.

Heh, smart my ass.

If he was so smart he'd see how I feel for him.

He'd see those looks I give him when no one else is watching, or the way I'm always tying to make myself better… for him. Or maybe he's just blind to anything that has to do with me. Stupid and blind.

Or maybe… maybe I'm wrong.

Maybe he does know.

Maybe he just enjoys playing with me.

Maybe he's scared to tell me he knows.

I don't know.

When it comes to him, I don't know anything anymore.

Just when I thought I'd have my chance, just when I thought I could tell him the truth… he left.

He left me alone, to sit here in the rain, to drown in sorrow, to choke on broken promises, to die.

I fought and fought to get him back but it was all in vain.

No matter what I did he evaded me, slipped through my fingers.

I don't I've ever been so lonely.

Now he stands here before me.

Just a few feet away.

But it seems like there's a world between us.

An impenetrable wall.

A tear that can never be mended.

I'm at a loss for what to do.

He's my friend, my secret love.

He's my enemy, the one I must erase from my life.

But even now, as he stands consumed by the darkness,

He's still so elegant.