“You are mine. Yes you are. You are mine even if I watch from afar”
Colors of red, yellow, and brown leaves swirled around you.
You inhaled the cool breeze. The frosty air hitting your insides like ice picks. Sighing you muttered, “I hate that my parents made me move and leave my old friends behind…”
You grabbed a nearby red leaf and surveyed its wrinkles. “This new place sucks. I wish I was back at my old place. This school -“ You paused and looked around to see adolescents shuffling into the academic buildings like zombies, “-is so boring.”
From behind you, a certain boy chimed in. “Damn right it i.s”
You jumped in surprise. “Ah! What the heck!”
The boy –correction the short male teen- smirked, “You’re lack of cursing amuses me, brat.”
Your cheeks flamed. Here he was again. The infamous guy that broke many girls’ hearts: