June 6th; 3:00 AM
Cemetery

"You walked in that morning, dressed in a worn out hoodie, displaying some anime show on it. With your hood on, you drag yourself into my first block class and fatefully sit at the desk next to mine.

       At the time I don't think I really payed attention much.

      I had my own mess to worry about, why would I worry about some new girl coming to sit next to me.

      At the time I didn't know who you were.

     What you were like, or how you acted.

     So now I know, now seeing you in a different light.

      I wonder what I really thought of you back then. The way you slumped onto your desk and fell asleep right away. I must've thought you were a psycho.

Yet,

Maybe not.

It's not like I was much better."