The Mafia s possession

The young boy sat on the bench, with his face to the sky.

His right leg was placed on the bench he was sitting on, while the left, was on the floor.

From the uniform he was putting on, you can already tell that he's a student.

His white shirt, neatly tucked into those black trousers of his, made him look well-kept and neat.

His black hair was cute round, leaving the middle with hair enough to cover one part of his face.

The green mesmerizing eyes of the boy, made him look so out of the world, looking up at the sun.

He was like a model posing for either a photographer or an artist.

The pose and all that made him look so breathtaking and innocent.

He looked, to any passing, like someone who has no cares in the world.

But that was far from the truth. Kon was lost in thoughts.

Currently, he was calculating how to get the required amount before the end of that day, and he was yet not successful in that.

The three jobs he shuffled through weren't enough to pay the debts. And he needed to add more.

But the problem was his schoolwork.

There was no way a person like him can get through school without studying. And he didn't want to be a dropout.

One thing Kon cherished was his education. He doesn't play with it.

“Hi!” Lin, his friend since childhood, smiled when he saw Kon sitting on the bench, waiting for him.

Lin was a slender kid with brown, messy hair that doesn't seem to obey his order. And that caused him to always have his hand on his face, removing the stray hair that threatened to block his sight.

Dressed in the same uniform as Kon, Lin seemed different.

Not only because of how worn his shirt was, but how indecent he was.

He was the opposite of Kon who was every mother's wish, for a son.

Lin, on the other hand, was the one parents warn their children of. No one wants to associate with him.

“You took your time, didn't you?” Kon stood from the bench and slung his backpack on his shoulders.

“Mrs Clay asked me to get some things for her. I would have been back earlier had it not been for her.”

Lin grinned in a way he thought was cute. But of a truth, it was damn creepy. Anyone can see that. However, Kon was too much of a darling to tell him about that.

“And here comes your everyday excuses. Will there be a day when you won't have excuse after excuse?” Kon darkly frowned at him.

Lin might have been his only friend for years now, but there are days that he gets this urge to bash Kon's head on the sink.

“I'm sorry, okay? I know I shouldn't have an excuse, but trust me when I say it's not my fault.” Lin said in a not-so-apologetic way.

“It's not always your fault.” Kon gave him a once over, for the first time since he came here.

It was as if Kon were seeing him for the first time that day.

“What's with your clothes? Don't tell me you had a run-in with the tigers?”

“No.” Lin nervously scratched his hair as he thought about his earliest clash with the tigers.