Her Knight in White Shirt and Blue Jeans
Two different souls, from two different worlds...yet, so similar like the same poles of a magnet...
He lived the life of carnage - filled with danger and blood.
She lived the life of a bird in a cage - safe and sheltered.
His life was fucked up. He was a mess made of shackles of betrayal and pain, on his way to become next ruler of the Knight Crime Empire, one of the most dangerous Mafia empires in the world.
She had a secret she couldn't bring herself to spill, being silenced by the man she had once trusted, that ultimately made her chose solitude and loneliness to feel safer. Other than this, her life was as simple as it could get, with her in her last year of highschool, on her way to become a valedictorian.
Their worlds were like light and dark, like the two sides of a coin.
And yet, they weren't so different at all. It was as if the two sides of the coin had been engraved with the same number and symbol., only being separated by the thin wall of metal in between.
People were afraid to even look him in the eye and she scared half the school population with her chilling glare and unapproachable look.
She knew pain, how it felt to be completely helpless and alone, barely keeping herself from drowning in the shallows of broken promises and truths. He was drowning too, the weight of his past pulling him down.
Their actions were carefully calculated yet impulsive, with their anger an armour on their hearts.
A reflection. That's what they were. Of each other.
See, it's like this - If she is a star, her light brilliant and dazzling, hot anger bubbling on the surface, then he's an exact replica of her with the exact same bright and dazzling light, his anger at the world like the scorching fire and heat.
What happens when these two clash? Their equally cold and distant gazes meet?
Let me tell you - Fire burns.
Gravity draws them close and for once, they can't bear to resist it until their worlds collide, secrets are unleashed and they're forced to chose what they don't want to.
Because what good comes out when stars collide?
IFRAH_SYEDA · Urban
