war of shades

ii

she was always quiet and was the opposite of me. she always sat in front where she can easily see what was written on the board. she always got high scores on exams and her favourite subject was english. she never talk, well not unless if it was really necessary. like when professor McGowan asked where her parents lived. and i stood there while she sat quietly and politely answered that she was an orphan. some days i would wait for her at the entrance of the cafeteria only to check if her eyes were red or puffy. sometimes she'd appear, sometimes she wouldn't. i watch her from a distance where she wasn't aware of me secretly paying attention to her. and god, how i loved watching her. how i loved her eyes when she doesn't know i was staring at them.

tan canary