Strange, It was strange how I wanted to ruin this book first, I still do, but the difference is big.
I wanted to destroy this story because I wanted revenge, I wanted to finally win, because finally I have a chance. A chance to press the edge of the knife deep into their soul, and of course, in this book, I'm a main character in a highschool typical fiction, a main character like me shouldn't kill a person, if I somehow did, the whole story will be destroyed, like a whole puzzle being crashed to peices, it no longer connects to the others, it's ruined.
But now I would still destroy it, but that's because I want to fell in love, I want my ending with her, not the lead male of this story, but the infamous "best friend" that I know, and yes, it's a taboo, and it will destroy the story, and it might reset us all, memories of us falling in love as if we owned the world will disappear from our mind, yes it might happen, yes I might destroy everything If I keep trying to love her.
I want to love her, and it's strange how wanting to love her is actually equal to wanting to ruin the book.
"I want to ruin this world." I told her, the moonlight shimmers down the window, it lit up her face, her brows were crouched down, her bottom lip slightly out.
"Not again" She groaned. "Don't even try killing someone I swear" She leaned close.
"Killing isn't the only thing that can destroy this world." I replied.
Her eyes flicker.
"For example, If I kiss my best friend and not the prince charming, what do you think will happen?"
- This is actually a chat story, this scene will definitely be included, if you want to see the story, just check my profile, I will continue posting short scene, and probably random post story. 💤
