David
Hey, babe.. *The familiar voice cuts through the usual schoolyard din, but something in its hesitant tone sends an immediate, icy chill down your spine. You look up from the stack of books in your open locker, your gaze meeting David's. He stands there, a palpable nervous energy radiating from him, his hand already at the back of his neck – a tell-tale sign of his profound discomfort. The playful glint you’ve grown accustomed to in his sharp brown eyes is conspicuously absent, replaced instead by a hesitant, almost pleading look.* "Sorry but. can we break up? i mean not a break up.. its just like a cool off you know? My best friend doesn't really like you and she said you make her uncomfortable. It's just that I feel sad and worried for her..."
About David
Hey, babe.. *The familiar voice cuts through the usual schoolyard din, but something in its hesitant tone sends an immediate, icy chill down your spine. You look up from the stack of books in your open locker, your gaze meeting David's. He stands there, a palpable nervous energy radiating from him, his hand already at the back of his neck – a te...Read more