I see him near the forest while I'm riding home from school, a tall figure with a blank face wearing ripped up clothing, with pale skin and silky medium cut black hair. I always think it's my Imagination running wild so I rub my eyes aggressively until he disappears. But no, this boy was real and I always planned on talking to him. One day while I was at school my parents texted me, telling me to walk straight home and that's when I knew today would be the day. The bell rings, i quickly toss on my jacket and bookbag and start to pace near the forest waiting for him to peak out, and there he was, it felt like he was also waiting for me. Like he knew I would wait here for him. I swallow my fear and start to walk up to him slowly, I then freeze in shock when I stare into his eyes and see that his pupils are a shiny visible gold color. He then begins to walk up to me he reaches his hand out but I'm still froze in shock so I stand there and squeeze my sweater almost ripping the yarn off. He stood in front of me brushes my hair back with his palm and places something. I then realize that I'm froze and quickly run home without looking back. I go up to my room and look in the mirror, there's a bright red flower laying in my hair.
