Every day I see this girl at school ... her blonde hair that blows so beautifully in the wind and those lovely pale red lips that go perfectly with her pale skin ... her divine body that she loves to brag about by being short Wearing pleated skirts, long black boots and their tight shirts. No wonder that this woman is always surrounded by thousands of boys or girls. It is almost impossible for a normal boring boy to achieve beauty.

But I see what everyone else does not see ... Her broken smile, her loneliness and deep sadness, almost like a black hole. How wrong her happiness is ... I always watch her eating, doing sports or taking part in class. She is truly a genius. But she is repellent, hardly allows anyone to get close to her ... Nobody knows her as well as I do, because I can see in her eyes what she has been through or has been through.

"Money alone doesn't make you happy", yes, those were her words when she stood at the front of the board and was supposed to give a lecture about successful corporate life.The father of beauty is the boss in a large corporation. But she never seemed particularly proud to be so, and these words confirm it.

Now I look at her again as she is surrounded by the girls from our class and yet her clear aura only radiates sadness, loneliness ... The blonde doesn't even try to hide it behind a facade and still nobody notices! But me …
There! She looked and even smiled, but it was that fake smile again. Was it meant for me? It would be possible that I would notice her as I notice her, right? In any case, it was wonderful to see the way she looked and smiled, even if that smile might not be for me.

It's a shame, school is over and I have to go home, so I won't be able to see this lovely girl from my class again until tomorrow. So I go home as it should be, but I just can't get her smile out of my head.Was it now for me or someone else ?! I want to know!
Yes, I'll go visit her later ... I'll ask her and hope she'll answer me. No, first she has to recognize me again. What's the point of asking her if she doesn't even recognize me?

After a few minutes I reach my small apartment and enter it immediately. I don't even need to call to see if someone is there, because I've been living alone for years. My parents died in an accident ... I don't even know what they looked like now, but it doesn't matter either ... After all, I have this smile in front of my eyes and this makes me forget everything else.

I make myself something to eat because I don't want to go to her on an empty stomach. It would be embarrassing if he growls. She would probably laugh then ... Yes, her laugh is just as beautiful as her face and smile. You forget everything when you look at her when she pretends to be happy.But most of all I would like to experience that she is really happy ... But a little boy like me can hardly achieve that ...
I sigh deeply before I start stuffing my finished food into myself. That is the disadvantage of not being able to cook ... She is supposed to cook wonderfully, but I don't know if it's really true. I've never had the pleasure of trying their food, but I'm sure it tastes divine.

Finally I'm done with the meal and I wash up the dirty dishes and put them back in the right cupboards. Believe it or not, I really live very well. A friend once told me that the blonde also attaches great importance to order. He was probably at her home once. The beautiful lives in a large estate and actually she has enough servants who could clean everything up for her, but she prefers to do that herself. It is impressive how little her wealth feeds on her character.I can understand their popularity.

Apparently she even got some thugs right because they wanted to hurt a little girl. Her physical strength far exceeds that of a "normal" girl ... I think even that of a "normal" person. Exactly, like that beautiful smile ... I almost forgot, with all my thoughts and my plan I had already suppressed.

So I quickly pack my bag and run out again. Yes, I know exactly where she lives and could even find the property blindfolded! So I walk through the long streets that are almost overcrowded with people. This city is her home and she was probably born here too. I learned that too from a good friend. It has become seldom to live in the city where you were born, I am not from here myself. I'm actually from Kyoto and I once heard that she would like to live there. Here in Tokyo it is really quite crowded and uncomfortable, if you are not careful you end up on the street and get run over.But I'd rather forget this creepy thought and quickly! As long as she hasn't answered my question, I have to survive, no matter how hard it is. But somehow God doesn't mean it well with me ... Aren't they some from my class? Yes, definitely ... Bad thugs that have attacked me a few times and stole my money. It's just not fair ... Just because I'm smaller? No, because they know that I am weaker ... But when I think of that dreamlike smile, it will only be half as bad if they should notice me.

And the misfortune actually takes its course. They discovered me and they point to me ... They come closer quickly and their hands are already clenched into fists. But I am not afraid. Someone is watching over me, I can feel it. A Guardian Angel? Never, it is ... My beautiful comrade. Finally they run away, I'm bleeding, because I notice how something is running down my cheeks and it is also running down my upper arms ... The red elixir of life.Afterwards there will also be a lot of bruises if they haven't already become recognizable, but I can worry about that later.

So I quicken my pace one more time, even if each of them is extremely painful. After thousands of meters, or so it seemed to me, I finally reach the property I had hoped for. It rises so high in the sky and this wide ... The beautiful large garden and the wide meadow. Oh, how I envy the girl of my sleepless nights.

I gently press the doorbell. "Please be there," yes, I think that's what I was thinking when I did this. And my request should be heard and fulfilled, the large garden gate opens and opens the way through the large garden. I walk carefully and slowly along the sandy path until I finally reach the wooden front door. One of the housemaids opens this for me and smiles friendly at me.
This woman is really beautiful too, but she doesn’t match the beauty of my blonde classmate!So I ask the woman dressed in black about the person I am looking for. I am kindly invited in and the young servant goes up the endless steps to meet my beloved. Oh please make her come down!

After a short time it comes. Yes there it is! That broken smile from before! I quickly jump up and walk towards her and so quickly the beautiful smile disappears again ... What a shame ... concern ... yes! That is concern. Her ice-blue eyes look at me with concern and examine my injured body. I must seem really pathetic ... Still, I'm smiling, just like you did before, but I'm really pleased. I've never been so close to her before. Even if she doesn't answer my question, I am happy and grateful for this moment.

Dainty fingers brush the blood from my cheeks, very carefully and gently, I think she doesn't want to hurt me any more. Finally she tells me to wait and I obey.I sit waiting on the large and comfortable coach, staring at the open double doors so that I can see her when she comes back into the room. And then the time has come ... The girl, whose face is worthy of the one angel, enters the large, spacious living room again. Oh god, let this moment last forever!

But this wish can't come true, it's probably better that way ... I just remember what my blonde comrade said in front of the class at the time. I don't know anymore what topic we had, in any case she said: "Watch what you want, because it could come true"
And these words are so true ... Not everything that I sometimes wish for at night, when I am all alone in my small, dark apartment and watch something on TV, should come true. That would only make me feel worse, not better. But that is not important now!So the blonde actually begins to carefully treat my bruises and wounds, bandage them and everything that goes with them. I'm really impressed with what she can't do. You can't really tell by looking at her. So I envy her skills too ... Hm, I only realize that now, when I think about it more closely. So I look into her beautifully shimmering eyes and she looks into mine. I know that my eyes seem rather dull, but I don't know why. Maybe because of my non-existent character?

My mother always said that I was very pretty, but what do mothers not say to make their children happy? It has become very quiet ... no sound disturbs this wondrous atmosphere, oh God! You can only listen to my rapid heartbeat and our common breathing ... I am embarrassed because breathing and heartbeat drown out everything that was there. But it doesn't seem to bother this strange girl who smiles at me one more time ...Oh yes, let me melt in your smile ... Very slowly ... Like ice that is thrown into the fire! Nobody but you can ... Nobody makes me so infinitely weak ... Well, better weaker. Let's become one in this moment, okay? Let us merge for ages and never part again ... Your broken smile only makes you appear more beautiful and innocent than you already are. Can i touch you May I touch your shimmering pale red lips with mine? Oh, how I would love to kiss you ... But you wouldn't want to, would you?

At some point the eye contact is finally broken and the girl breaks the beautiful silence with the question of what I want with her. Oh yes! I wanted to ask her something that I had now completely repressed when I lost myself in her blue eyes, which radiate depth, longing and sadness. I gasp quickly before asking her the question that has been on my tongue for so long.And again this silence comes into the room, I stare at it all the time, don't