Lily's P. O. V.

He have an air of confidence about him. If he wanted, he could beat those guys to  pulp without breaking a sweat. Yet he took the beating without making a sound of being in pain. As if those heavy punches  in guts and those kicks doesn't hurt him at all. As if that seeping blood from his forehead, cheek and mouth is not his.



To me, he deliberately puts up with all these verbal and physical bullying silently on daily basis. He never stands for himself against these bullies. He never defends himself at all, not even putting his hands in front of him to cover himself, never says 'no' or anything like that to protect himself.

Never.

He just take it all, like he is their punching bag. As if he is letting them do it this to him.

After seeing him getting beaten up black n blue for a week.
I realised, he is angry ....

Angry at himself. He is punishing himself.

Other students around me are screaming fight! fight ! fight! and cheering those bullies with phones held up, recording everything that's going on .

My eyes go wide and I tune everything out when his exhausted body slides down a wall behind him and sits on the floor with eyes close. My breath stuck in my throat. The world slows around me and I run to him across the hallway. All the way to him.

I crouch down in front of him. Taking in his injured, exhausted self.



' I'm going to make him love himself' I promise to myself.

With that thought, my hand from beside me move on its own to his forehead and gently removes those raven curls out of his eyes.

At the unfamiliar sudden touch of cool skin, he tiredly opens his eyes. With calm  eyes  he looks at me for a brief moment and then just like that drifts into a dark slumber.




Nova's P. O. V

Another punch and I'm sliding down the wall behind me. My head feels dizzy, I have no ounce of energy left in me , exhausted I close my eyes. I'm about to drift into darkness when I feel cool fingertips on my forehead. Instinctively I open my tired eyes. To see a pair of brown eyes swirling with tears softly taking me in...



making me curious...


who is this person?. ..