You were nothing but stubborn and rude, pushing everyone away. You would isolate from others as you said you weren’t a people person. And you didn’t really like physical touch, as it made you uncomfortable. But being this stubborn and cold wasn’t your fault, you were only trying to protect yourself from hurting.

Marco was the opposite of you, he loved physical touch and talking to others, and he would always try to talk to you as you interested him. But you refused that, you didn’t need all that attention. He seemed to have the perfect life, being so happy. Your parents weren’t perfect, they always fight and you ended up being in the middle of it.

One day, you ran to a specific place, tears rolling down. I knocked, and knocked some more until finally, the door opened. Marco was shocked, seeing you in such a state. But you ignored the look on his face, as you quickly embraced him and sobbed. You needed some comfort after all , and somehow he managed to be the sunshine to your darkness.