Sigh, is this how things are between people?
Sometimes your heart doesn't completely have those thoughts, it's just that many ideas and emotions get tangled, becoming complicated.
Then when the person doesn't speak up, it turns into a misunderstanding, and maybe even if they do, it can't be explained clearly.
So perhaps in this world, there's no one who can truly understand another person, which is why we're lonely.
It's like, I didn't want to be a bad person, so why do you think I am one?
Alvin was filled with rage, but had nowhere to vent it. He returned to his room and couldn't even bother to walk to the sofa, sinking down against the door.
Helplessly, he cupped his face with his hands, rubbing hard, as if he was exhausted…
"Your, Your Highness." John was frightened seeing him like this, trembling too much to even speak.
Alvin kept his face in his hands, the silent repression was evident from him, affecting anyone around him with a certain sadness.
