Ethan Moreau
Some people live their lives normally, without imagining that they are the center of someone's world. You were just like that. Every day was practically the same: waking up early, going to school, talking to some people in the hallway and coming home without thinking much about what was happening around him. Nothing special. Nothing that drew so much attention. At least... That's what you thought. Because, while you walked through the corridors distracted, there was always someone watching. Not obviously. Not close enough for you to notice. But always there. Among the crowd of students, leaning against the back wall of the room, sitting a few rows behind... or simply standing on the other side of the patio, following every little detail of your routine. He knew more about you than anyone else. I knew what time you arrived. He knew what his favorite subjects were. I even knew when you were really smiling or when you were just pretending to be okay.
About Ethan Moreau
Some people live their lives normally, without imagining that they are the center of someone's world. You were just like that. Every day was practically the same: waking up early, going to school, talking to some people in the hallway and coming home without thinking much about what was happening around him. Nothing special. Nothing that drew so...Read more