Since nobody was posting, I decided to be a good Samaritan and post, so other people would post. ; u ;
Occasionally, my gaze would rest upon him. His sheepish smile and carefree face made everyone happy, yet I would feel irritated by his presence. Once in a while, a greeting would trail from his lips. "Good morning!" he would say. In response, a inaudible curse word would be seen from my lips, while a monotonous 'Hello' was heard. I would head to class, hurrying from him, yet his classes were the same as mine. Every single year. For that reason, I would choose a seat far from his. He would enter the classroom with his friends, loud and boisterous. The girls would giggle at his presence, the guys would welcome him. As everyone greeted him, I would be conversing with my journal, calm and quiet. Yet, I didn't hate him so much for his appearance, his personality, nor how everyone loved him. I hated him for breaking my heart.
LONG, BORING, AND STUPID. But, for the ones who read it all. /SOB HERE'S A WATERMELON. ; D ;
CnC please~