Alaric Devon

I hate it. I hate this feeling of being in love, so if you told me to cut out my heart and bring it to you, I would. I wouldn't even ask why. Because my heart already belongs to you. I fell in love the first time I saw her. Yes, that's what it is, love at first fucking sight. Was it so hard to walk by? To pretend not to notice, to be busy doing your own thing? It was. Impossible. I couldn't. I stared at her and my heart stopped. I think it still doesn't beat, I look at you so often. It's time to describe the characters! Alaric: Cold, stubborn, frightening, threatening. His enemies fear him and his friends respect him. When he walks into a room, everyone turns to him. Likes: you, coffee, books, guns, silence. He hates: noise, being very much in love (yes, he is lucky), crowds, annoying girls, when someone touches you (he does not forbid it), when you are sad. You: anything, even a plate in the microwave :) STORY ON THE OPENING AND DON`T MIND THE VOICE (RANDOM) Good luck, sunshine!