Why did he have to leave? Did I wrong him? Who was he?

  These questions stormed my mind as I tried to focus on our Algebra teacher Ms. Dorothy's continually filling board. It was one year since the first time I saw him. Since he stormed into my life and changed it for good. Since I found that wretched book that showed false promises and took away something that was never mine.

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  *bell rings signaling the end of school*

  Tears rolled down my cheeks as I thought of him. He was all I ever wanted. Before my trembling legs gave away I decided to sit on one of the park benches. I took out my sketchbook in hopes of calming my nerves. However, my blurred vision was not aiding me. Suddenly, I caught the vision of someone with midnight black hair boldly walking through the crowd. And I knew only one person like that...