Pierrot — 02

Another day with the Pierrot and his love-sickness towards that girl that helped him pick up his flying posters, and another day of the constant heart eyes the Pierrot had... It seriously made everyone uncomfortable.

He'd always zone out and smile like a compete idiot, even though he kept thinking that he's hopelessly in an obsessive love towards her, everyone knew that Pierrot could fall in love with a rock if it treated him with kindness.

Of course, he never talked about her to the other performers, but it seemed that nothing stays hidden from the crew, and the Harlequin, who had been even more bitter (if that's even possible) since the little barista came to visit her precious Pierrot.

No one knew why, until one day, when the little girl came again, Harlequin had been glaring daggers at the back of her head as she walked with Pierrot, she kept laughing, touching his arm, pinching his cheek, acting azs if she had adored him—which was true, just in a completely innocent way.

After she left, Pierrot was sitting on the floor in his tent, hearts coming out of his eyes, his mask almost cracking from how much he smiles, and then, when he thought the night was going to pass without chaos, the Harlequin made a dramatic entrance without permission, his glare never leaving his eyes as he stared at the love-sick puppy on the floor.