>>| .i did this .about .a week .ago. finally finished. judge .as you want, .i just wanted to let .it .out. .it .always starts with something short. .a short message, .a short notice, .a short discussion. however, this started to roll .in size. he .and she. same caste. same place .of work. .at first, they didn’t notice .each .other. because why would? but the .only thing that shattered the balance between them was .one, short, moment. he was minding his .own business, but .one wrong step .on someone’s foot can cause pain. pain, which leads to reaction, mostly negative. .and does she responds. this was the second violence, .as she slapped him hard .enough that his cheek turned .into the color .of his blood. the hit was perfect .and the sound .it made was clear .and loud. he wanted to reply, to .add his .own comment .about .it. but halted. he knew what he needed to do. .and how wrong she will be. .on the third visit, you may need to know that they did not .even think .about .anything black. they just hated .each .other .a little bit, but nothing more. .and yet, the war continues. .as what happens next .is loss .of her husktop. .all files, .all the project, .and .it was gone. because she panicked, her first thought was .about him. .as .if he wanted to take revenge .and this .is how he did .it. .as .a result, he screamed .on her. blaming her, .at .everything .about her stupid husktop. .after minutes .of verbal .attack .and searching, he managed to find the husktop, but the treatment he got was not pleasant. he took .a note .on this moment too. .and fourth, fifth .occurrence, then six .and more. they hate grown .in between them, turning from white to black. they both held the brushes .and slapped right .on their relation canvas, with more blackness, .until .it was .all dark. .a void. .every time they saw .each .other, they knew they wanted to do something worse to the .other, so much that the thoughts were .incomprehensible. .unimaginable. .ideas started to go .into the dreams. the dreams were .open, .and their minds showed their deep desires through .imagination. she wanted to rip his jaw, .and then cut his tongue. she hated how much he talked. the talk he .actually provided was .objectively fine, but she hated .it. hated him so much that she had .only dreams .about him .and .only. then. there was .a breaking point. .one dose .of coffee spilled from his cup .onto her, .all while she was taking .a gorgeous break. .it tipped her. something clicked, .as she jumped .onto him .and punched multiple times .in .a face. blood splattered. but the reaction was different. .instead .of responding, he said... “you... you could just .asked, bulgesucker...”, .as he grabbed her .and pulled .into .a deep kiss. while biting .each .other's lips, they played with their tongues, .as .if .it was .a competition. .and then… well… .i think you know what happened next. #romance #fiction #pitch #violence #stupidfiction #uhhh