A non sentimental person is what they call me. Am I really lacking sentiments? I don't think so because I know how to hurt and love too and I just haven't found them yet.
"You'll face your karma one day" those people who claim to be hurt by me would always yell at me.
"I'm waiting for that day" I thought to myself and that I said it with utter sincerity.
My name you don't have to know it. I'm a guy who is called heartless by everyone who knows about me. Let's say I agree but let's keep it at that.
Fairytales I have always liked thm from my childhood. I liked how illogical and magical it is.
As a child neglected by his parents growing a bit crooked is a given ain't it? I gave myself a little makeover to look like a tyrant, only because I felt that it was amusing. I know it's just a sad excuse for trying to have my way but it's my life. when nobody understands you only then will you know how I feel.(a little exaggerated)
But like the fairy tales I love, I met a princess who needed a knight in shining armor.
sadly that knight couldn't be me. why you ask? Because I'm the guy who she needs saving from.
Charlotte they called her. A lovely name that suits her very well.
Whenever she looked at me with those unwavering eyes it makes me feel like my soul would be seen through and made me feel uncomfortable at the same time excited.
Throwing her books away, blocking her path, scaring her friends and sometimes threatening them. Such petty little things I did just to make her look at me.
I continued harassing her until her knight finally appeared.
A handsome guy with an aura of a gentleman.
Truly a good character fit to save a poor maiden from the clutches of evil(me).
It wasn't a surprise that she left with him, it was already something which was a given and nothing would startle me now.
The Prince took the Princess to his castle, they married and lived happily ever after.
The fairytale ended that way less it was supposed to be, then tell me Charlotte sama why are you here with me?
I looked at the girl who was staring at me with a confronting gaze and for the first time in my life I experienced what sweating due to nervousness felt like.
"Yo! stop starin at me Kay?" I Shoved her head away at which she grabbed my hand making me jump.
"What're you doing?" I asked almost stuttering.
"You're not going to come after me anymore?" she asked blinking innocently.
If one were to see her expression they'd have thought she was asking for a candy, but reality was cruel, it was clear she was asking me why I didn't bulky her anymore.
"You weirdo, shouldn't you be happy that I'm not bullying you anymore?" I said helplessly.
She shook her head, "No, I like you trying to get my attention" she smiled radiantly making my heart skip two fast beats.
"Are you a masochist? Why would you like me bullying you?" I confronted flicking her forhead lightly but she dodged so my hand landed on her head instead and it looked like I was stroking her hair.
"Why do you pretend to like bullying and hurting others when you're the one hurting?" it was her turn to ask and I could only stare at her like a dumb person.
Staring into her bright unwavering eyes which I love, I feel myself smile unconsciously.
I was right, these eyes that seem to see everything really does see through my soul which no one could.
Maybe I should drop my act too.
I made up my mind at that moment, Every of the sentiments I had never been able to let out, I'll pour it all into this silly girl.
You'll face your karma they said, they didn't tell me that my karma would be good.
well for those of you who is still wondering what my name is then the title says it. My name is Karma, Charlotte's Karma.
