"(Y/N)... You make my feelings boil up in a frenzy! I've never had someone regularly choose to be around me... What are these feelings? Are they feelings of a deep friendship beginning to blossom? Or are they feelings of love beginning to blossom?" You said to yourself, holding your face in the palms of your gloved hands.

You had travelled to many places around the world before and made love to a lot of the world's people, both women and men, and you had quite a few acquaintances that you talked to on the odd occasion, but you had never experienced a friendship this deep. People often thought you were too weird or they ended up making better friends. But (Y/N), (Y/N) kept taking time to see you during lunchtime. It was an odd feeling, but a nice one nonetheless.

"Ah... These feelings, my emotions, they gnaw at me! They're gnawing at me from the inside out like a parasite! Is this the true beauty of humanity? Are these feelings my true inner beauty?" You paused and looked up at your wall, "Yes, how splendid."

You smiled to yourself, your mask covering your wide grin. You chuckled a little to yourself too, raising a hand near your mouth thoughtfully.

The way your chest ached with every heartbeat at the thought of (Y/N), the way your cheeks flushed with warmth, the way your feelings washed over you like a wave over a beached whale. This was the beauty of humanity.