The broken one.
The one everyone worries about.
The one who will probably never have it together.
I’m the quiet one.
My eyes don’t smile.
My heart doesn’t love.
I was hurt the most.
I’ll never recover.
Those are their words.
They aren’t mine.
The truth is, nobody really knows who I am.
Not a damned soul.
And they probably never will.
Because I’m tired of people feeling sorry for me.
I’m tired of living under the Knight command.
Keeping the reputation.
Maybe, just maybe, I’d like to be something else.
Because, screw the Knight name.
It means nothing to me.
But her…well, she might just mean something to me.
My name is Finn.
I guess you’ll just have to read this one to know my story.
My true story.