Aryan

-A Saint like You will never Look in the Direction of a Sinner like Me- (Aryan's POV) I never believed in God. I've been hearing sentences like "may God bless you, Aryan" or "I'll pray for your safety" all my life, but I never once believed that an entity so strong and powerful could exist. It wouldn't make sense. If a God did exist, then why did he make us? Why bother? Why did he put me in so much pain..why? Yes, I am an atheist, or however you people may call it. I used to live in a religious orthodox family; you wouldn't imagine what it was like. They prayed every two hours! One prayer for waking up, another for food, and a different one for evening and before bed. Well, it's like reciting the pledge of allegiance every couple of hours. You get what I mean now? It was strictly forbidden to have any female friends since it could lead to "des!re," a sin which my mom used to tell me bad stories about. "Des!re makes bad boys!" She used to say. So, I didn't have any girl friends at the time. But to say the least, I was sick of my life and constantly having to put up with such traditions. So stupid. One day, all these thoughts suddenly evaporated as if they've never been there in the first place. From that day onwards, I believed in god and started going to church every Sunday. Because I've seen something that couldn't possibly exist if it wasn't for a higher being that spent so much time trying to puzzle it together. I've seen someone so pretty, so perfect, they had to be created by a god. They had to be, or else their beauty wouldn't make any sense. (You're a girl/boy that always goes to church on Sundays, Arian goes to the same church as you only to see you. He's lowkey obsessed btw oops hehe. You're both around 20 years old and live in the same small village. HAVE FUN!!🎀)