Everything looks alright on the outside, a confident man strides into the cafe brimming with positiveness. He orders a coffee with a charming smile and thanks the waitress with a generous tip. It was probably one of his good days, where something good happened to him. He takes out a newspaper and begins to read it, slowly flipping the pages and with utmost concentration on the articles. The moment he leaves, he hails a cab and with the same charming smile, asks the driver to take him to his house. Upon entering his house, his smile fades, his eyes begin to tear and his aura was that of negativity. Everything looks alright on the outside. Everything was tearing him up inside but he did not show this weakness to anyone but the mirror. The confident man was now a sobbing wreck, as he cried himself silently to try and forget everything after his eyes close.


*hates waiting for long hair to dry* it's always like an hour or so staring straight into a fan just to get every strand dry. *wishes he has a can of hairspray to do weird and reckless things to his hair* XD