That guy named Dino is someone whom I share the same classroom with. We are polar opposites. He is quiet while I'm loud. I have a lot of friends while he barely has one. He settles at the corner of the room having a sad and gloomy atmosphere while I have a bright and vibrant light that surrounds me here in my seat. His head is stuck on a book that he is reading while I'm on my phone, blasting my favorite song. He sees some things that nobody sees while I can't. I don't have a third eye but he does.

He was a stranger. We barely communicate and we only talk when it's necessary and yet I still like him.

I thought we had a chance, but his book has a different genre. I believe that we are on the same page but with two different kinds of books.

I can't deny the fact that indeed, I did wish for us. I imagined eating lunch with him, going out on dates, having deep talks with him, and holding hands while walking. I tried to mask it all with hatred just to conceal it.

And yet Dino brought me more than that. It wasn't just the butterflies in my tummy and the rapid beating in my heart. He brought me peace, may it be in my heart, mind, and soul.

The talk with Grandpa made me view the world in a different light. I want to erase the hatred that I have and I want to replace the dull moments with happy ones. If ever a storm comes in my way, so what?

But now since our business is done. Will everything go back to the way it was? I mean about me and Dino being strangers.

"Kezia!" I looked up and there I saw him. That guy.

"Do you want to grab something before going to school?" he asked from the distance.

I was rooted in my spot. Is this real?

"Huh?" I wanted to smack my head.

"Let's go! Classes are about to start."

It seems like my feet have their mind. I just found myself jogging my way towards him.

Yes, him. To the guy named, Dino.

"THE END"