
Ballad his his face under a tree as he was looking around at the... oddly bright day. Why did the weather not want to be gloomy like how he liked to feel? Why was it that the day seemed so... Happy when he had no reason to be? He sighed as he stood under a tree, as close to the trunk as he could, so he'd be able to hide from the sun.
He had to admit to himself that he wasn't completely miserable. At least, not anymore. since he met... Her. Outside of his family, it seemed like she was the only one that really cared about him, which he was very much thankful for. Besides his mother, he didn't really feel much love from anyone else. The time spent with Her was wonderful and he enjoyed every moment of it.
But because of his family, his attitude towards other strangers wasn't so kind. "Maybe," he thought to himself. "Maybe... I should try being more nice?" The idea seemed kind of out of his universe and he tried to shake it off. "Why should I be kind to these people?"