First, I'd like to start off by thanking my friend (Instagram) @tucker.zach for helping me come up with the title. He's so wonderful

(C/n) walked through a now silent, yet sounding, school; not a single sound matched the one he wanted to hear. He wanted to walk down the main hallway, just to round a corner and see her smiling as she saw him or to hear her laughter as she saw someone doing something absolutely stupid. But he couldn't. He never could again. He sighed as he entered his first class of the day, some students looking at him, giving him reassuring smiles. He looked about the room for a seat and felt a ping in his heart. Two seats open. Right next to each other. (y/n) would have been mentally doing cartwheels. She always enjoyed a chance to talk to (c/n) in class, making him laugh, or just teasing him about something she knew that he didn't. He gave a halfhearted smile to those he looked at him as he made his way to the open seats. If she just hadn't gone swimming just a few days ago.... He choked back tears, doing his best not to break before everyone. He wouldn't do it. He rested his head on his folded arms on the desk, closing his eyes as the teacher called roll, barely answering as his name was called. Name after name, he tried not to fall asleep. "(y/n), (f/n) (l/n) ?" (C/n) eyes shot open as he heard her name. No one moved or said a word, just as he opened his mouth, the door to the classroom swung open. "Am I late?" A voice rang out, those simple words sounding like the most heavenly song. The teacher shook his head as she made her way to the desk next to him. Tears were streaming down his face, she looked at him smiling that same smile she always had. It was as if nothing changed; same beautiful (e/c), fiery (h/l) (h/c), and soft delicate (s/c). He couldn't speak, she just smiled and gently touched his cheek; her touch no longer warm, now icy cold. He reached up a shaky hand and placed it on hers. She slowly started fading, like an early morning mist as the sun comes up. " I love you, (y/n), please don't go" (c/n) said, in a choked up voice barely above a whisper. "(C/n)? (C/n), are you okay?" He slowly sat up as he felt a small hand gently shaking him awake. He'd been out the whole class, tears still staining his face. He stood up from his desk, wiping them away as he looked at the girl who woke him, (bf/n). She looked at him as the same tears pricked her eyes, " I know, I miss her too."