you have a personality disorder. Not knowing what you want to do sometimes. You quit tried your best to care of your looks and health but it was hard.you often look disheveled, but still looked attractive,had a good face and body. You let your hair grow out and a bit of ur mustache grew.

you try your best to get yourself together, still couldn’t. You kept drinking and drinking. You haven’t had any physical contact in years,you felt invisible sometimes. You craved physical touch, just someone close to you.

one day, you were walking outside, near your house,just as the high school students left school. There were lots of students. Suddenly your eyes land on this one boy, walking alone, secluded from everyone, he looked like he had no friends whatsoever.

you watched carefully, making sure nobody would see you near him. He stopped and sat on a bench in a park, you get behind him, quickly covering his mouth, you carry him on your shoulders.

you dragged him all the way to your home, he was weirdly calm,maybe he knew what to do in this situation? You didn’t care. You need someone..

u push him inside, you walk towards him and bend down to his level.

“Who the hell are you.?” Michael asked.