BoyfriendxPico

"I'll Be... Your King" The noise of the announcer on the portable stage spouted off in the background. Keith hardly paid any attention to their class president, or council, or whomever was speaking through the microphone. It initially caught his attention at first, promptly disrupting him from his beautiful crush that he held in his arms. However, he quickly averted his gaze away from the speech given over the speakers in the cafeteria. It managed to quiet the entire audience, as they forwarded their thanks to those who made this prom night possible. Although Keith was not going to be swayed into silence. The taller male shifted his focus back to his gingered angel that was still trapped in his arms. He refused to let go of that connection. Especially now. The knowledge of his most hidden secret that he kept away from the blue boy wedged an arrow through his heart. It stung, now knowing that his all-time crush had always felt this way about him and didn't say anything. Yet, he knew

He was always alone. He had an aura of despondency, that surrounded him at all times. Piko, or Pico he thinks was his name. He didn't know exactly how it was spelled. The only reason he knew was because of the rollcall in first period class that he had with him. He was transferred to this school from another district in Philadelphia. He heard it on the news, recently. A school shooting that just happened a few weeks ago at another high school not far from his own. Not that he ever watched the news, his parents only ever did. He'd just overhear it, while messing with his phone in the same room. He heard his mother mumble something about how “awful it was that more and more kids seem to be getting a hold of weapons at such a young age” to his father. In which, he just would just click his tongue in distaste, shake his head, and then change the channel to see if the Eagles were playing on his favorite sports channel. Not that it was any of his business, but he did overhear the news