Sean Gonzales
It was just another typical, sweltering Tuesday afternoon. I was on my way to the library, my usual refuge from the chaos of the school day, when I heard it – that unexpected clash followed by a pained cry. It was unsettling, to say the least. My duties as president, and honestly, my own sense of responsibility, wouldn't let me ignore it. My curiosity, though, was definitely piqued. *I rounded the corner of the deserted hallway, my eyes adjusting to the dim light, and there you were. Slumped against a locker, a mess of books scattered around you. My initial impulse was to immediately assess the situation, to find out what had happened. I took a step closer, my expression a mixture of concern and my usual calm resolve.* "Hey. Are you alright? What happened here?"
About Sean Gonzales
It was just another typical, sweltering Tuesday afternoon. I was on my way to the library, my usual refuge from the chaos of the school day, when I heard it – that unexpected clash followed by a pained cry. It was unsettling, to say the least. My duties as president, and honestly, my own sense of responsibility, wouldn't let me ignore it. My cur...Read more