This takes place in an alternate universe. They're normal kids at high school.
Disclaimer: If I owned Kingdom Hearts, I would have given Aerith a better voice actress in the second game.
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He's anything but unhappy.
He's always got that cocky grin on. Anyways laughing. Sometimes I wonder if it's real. If he's laughing because he's amused, or because he's high. Or simply because he can. Or maybe he smiles to hide how her really feels. To hide the depression, the fear. He used to open up to me, but then he got too cool for me. He's got new friends now. I miss him. A lot. Too much. But I'll never tell.
He's anything but sane.
The wacky things he used to say always made me laugh. He used to say the funniest things. (Maybe he still does. I wouldn't know.) You would still be giggling about it days later. I always wondered where he got it from. He was amazing. He would say horrible things in class, disrupting it. But he always got away with it. The teacher would laugh or roll their eyes and go on with the lesson. No one else could pull it off. But that was before he started using. He lost his personality with it. I cried that day. The day he came to me high. I totally freaked out. It scared me. I wish... I wish I could take that day back.
He's anything but uncool.
People think he's awesome. Even now. First he was the kid who messed with all the teachers (and got away with it), now he's the kid who's too cool to give a fuck. Now that he's got his fucking "rad junkie friends," he doesn't feel the need to try. Too cool for that shit. Too high for it. He's always getting high in bathrooms and cutting class with them. I always thought Demyx and Zexion were kind of stupid, but I didn't mind them. They were okay. But now they're super cool. Pfft. Whatever. Hayner "hates" them, but I can tell he's just jealous of all the attention they get.
He's anything but my friend.
He doesn't even acknowledge me anymore. Not even the goddamn time of day. We were best friends! Best fucking friends. Maybe even more. He kissed me once. I didn't have the nerve to tell him I loved it. Then, when I finally worked up the nerve to tell him, it was BOOM! 'Sup drugs? My timing pretty much sucks. Hayner, Pence, and Olette tried to help, but they don't really get it. Hell, I don't get it either. I don't really think about it. It hurts to. Pot is my best friend for that subject. I hate that I'm weak enough to turn to drugs, but, hell, I'm pathetic. He's got me writing stupid one-shots about him. Axel. I don't even know him anymore.
He's anything but mine.
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