“I’m a monster.”
➤ ccatrix ( + source ) - ( status : not accepting. )
People have their limitations regardless of the patience they can carry on for years. Someone’s bound to crack and display the broken fragments scattered for one’s eyes to see. How many people were willing to stay besides another’s side through it all? From where life displays a darker side of the situation and suddenly, it starts to hurt a lot more than it should. Hana doesn’t know, how people genuinely are behind closed doors or when others aren’t around.
How dangerous, this twist of faith that came right in front of her. Hana doesn’t display nervousness when the words spilled out of those chapped lips though a familiar shiver rises along her body when it reaches her ears. She can be one too, anyone can. Depending on their choices and behavior around others. Does she consider this male a liar? Perhaps. It’s the choice of words and lack of evidence that makes her think otherwise. She’s seen worse, met worse; fell in love with a monster if she’d like to come close to it.
❝Don’t you think it’s a little oh -- idiotic - to call yourself that?❞
What’s the worse that can happen? The possibility of her getting injured because she’s practically taunting the male who stood in front of her. Dull eyes faltered from the wall behind him to his visage. Hana is bound to crack something within his heartstrings, she can practically feel this situation becoming worse by the seconds yet she doesn’t bother to take a few steps back in order to run.
