Staring into an indefinite distance, a tear grazed the porcelain skin of his left cheek. "Why did he..." Sighing. Deeply— "Why did it hurt me so much...?"

// 2 years out of RP. Now I want to RP so bad but I haven't slept yet and its 5.20 shiet -- Wanna start RP soon after i get some beauty sleep LOL

[ Miya is innocent at times, yet also an introverted badass.]

“I don't want to take the medications. I want an Alpha.” He grumbled.

“Cuddle with me—?” Puppy eyes.

“E—Eh...” Flustered. He covered his face with the oversized sweater. x.com/bloodyphotos/s…

“It's fine...” He peeked out a bit, showing a bit of his light hazel orbolics. x.com/bloodyphotos/s…

His gaze averted elsewhere. Embarrassed. “I must look very horrible. . .” x.com/bloodyphotos/s…

“Eh—. . .” He examined the photograph, amused on the other's outstanding skills. “You're amazing.” x.com/bloodyphotos/s…

“I'm postive. . .” He gave off a huge beam. Quite charming. “You should trust your abilities!” x.com/bloodyphotos/s…

This lad is too—. . . Too embarrassed to approach his Alpha crush. Squealed.

A light chuckle escaped his moist lips. “Anytime!” x.com/bloodyphotos/s…

He watered the flower pots. Heaving a long— S i g h.

“Three. . .” He mumbled while he was planting seeds.

Tapping on his chin with a forefinger ever so casually. “Will this sweater look good on me. . .” He thoughg to himself.

“I’d love to.” Reluctantly, his gaze met the other’s.

A smudge of pink opacity emerged from within his cheekbones. ”One dollar for the rose. . .”

Sneaks in the timeline. “Hi.”

“I’ve been excluding myself from the world. And now I’m back. Here. In the middle of somewhere. But it feels like nowhere.”

He went searching for an Alpha.