For me, it all started back in sophomore year when I found my boyfriend. Out of all honesty, I didn’t really know anything about him, I mean we had lunch together and we’d sit at the same table and everything, however, it’s not like we’d talk much. I would crack a couple childish jokes to make everyone laugh and such, like I always try to do, but I didn’t really know anything about him, not even his name, he was just really quiet. All I would do was call him by a nickname that he wouldn’t like, but it was still hilarious to call him. I didn’t really have much memory with him during this year except …show more content…
He was just quiet, just like during sophomore year, as well as that he seemed a little awkward and would just sit there and draw. I always liked his art, though at this time, his art style made everything look relatively flat, his art overall was still very nice. September past and finally October came, after a month our seats were switched; difference is now it seems he wanted to walk with me home every day. I walked home alone every day during September so I didn’t mind at all. Gradually, day by day I started getting a vibe from him. It was a relatively depressing vibe, and since I had a caring heart, my curiosity started getting to me. However, since I thought that vibe was nothing and both ways, I wasn’t close enough to butt in to his life like that, I kept quiet and just thought it was probably