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vibe check! *bursts into tears*
im nothing if not a yearner
Has Purson ever looked at his classmates and thought, I wish I could do that. To stand out, and get praised. Does he ever look at them and think I wish I could be like them.
To think I wish I was with them, instead of being in the shadows all the time. Cloaked by his bloodline magic, under strict rule that he must never, ever stand out as the, now, only heir of the Purson clan.
Has he ever been on the rooftop, grieving over something that's so close yet so far, looking at his fellow students, all with their, Iruma-coined term, friends, and wish he had them too. His classmates were all loud, boisterous, and were friends with one another. While he hanged at the back, existing, but not noticed.
Playing a song so beautiful, so melancholic, yearning for something he could never have. Wanting to scream out I'm Here, but resolved to playing his tunes under an alias. Fueled by his wishes and wants, he lets out all his emotions into this song, screaming, I'm Here. I'm Here. And I Exist. And the students and staff listening to him think, "That's a lovely sound," but have a lingering feeling that 'Pixie' was reaching out, but nobody ever took his hand.
He stays in the background.
He sees his classmates. He listens to conversations. He knows details and little secrets about them. But they cant see and hear him, nor do they know anything about him. He snickers at the thought of having so much blackmail on them, but stops as he overhears them one day, talking to each other, and mention a group chat. And suddenly, maybe he doesn't know them as much as he thought he did.
A deep feeling sinks into his chest, and he thinks. Oh. He looks away, and out the window. Oh. He purses his lips, and clenches his fists. Oh.
I wish I were a Misfit.
