This is just an introduction to my story
Such was the philosphy of Konou, a teen of 17. He was tall and of average build. He had eyes that could pierce threw anyone without them knowing and dark brown hair. He was no stranger to the play word love and the real thing. The word was played with alot in highschool of course, the worlds fakest place to find love other than strip joints and bars. He'd often sit there and watch the show. A guy who flirt, flatered the girl with a fake "I love you", fuck them, and then leave. The same old. He just like to sit back and watch the "real" people turn fake in a matter of one little stress. It made him laugh.
"I swear Konou, you always look so cynical."
It was Konou's long time friend Ajitoki, age 17. He was one of those more friendly looking guys. He had bright blonde hair and green eyes that made you want to hug him to death. He was one of the few guys that stayed "real", but still hidden behind his mask.
"You know, I bet alot more people would like you if you'd loosen up a tad," Ajitoki flashed a wide grin, "Might do you some good, especially with a cute face like that."
"You'd know my face pretty well by how much you stare Aji."
Ajitoki just brushed it off with a giggle, secretly wishing his eyes didn't give away all that he was feeling to Konou. Again, Konou could look threw people. He sat next to Konou, and placed a head on his shoulder, "Your so werid."