You didn't come today.
I remembered how you were yesterday.
Something happened.
She didn't come either.
I was worried.
I didn't know you, but I knew something was wrong.
Today I came to turns with my minor crush on you, even if I didn't know you.
I hoped that you would come back tomorrow.
When I left, I saw you running down to the woods.
I followed.
I saw the tears running down your face.
I asked if you were okay.
You nodded, and went back to sketching something.
I left for classes.
Maybe you would be back tomorrow.

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Lone boy. (A Lams Fanfiction)
FanfictionThis book tells the story of Alexander Hamilton and John Laurens from beginning to end.