Disclaimer: I Don't own anything that relates to Jrock.. .-. So yea.
'There was a day when I could look at my so-called friends, and feel as if I was the happiest person alive. Now... well, now those days are gone.'
The man stared down at the piece of paper before him. The writing was somewhat readable, but who cared. Some drama was playing on the T.V., and the lady whining about how she lost her boyfriend was bugging him. The blonde sighed rubbing his temples with his index fingers.
Kyo got up and walked toward the door, kicking the newly broken phone out of his way while heading outside. Blonde strands of hair blowing wildly with the wind, he pulled up his jacket collar, shielding some of the cold air away from his face. Shoving his hands deep in the leather material of his pants. Exhaling deeply, he sat down at a bench in the middle of the park. Silently, he closed his eye's lighting up a cigarette, placing it to his lips taking a long drag before exhaling deeply, letting the smoke