Happy Box

Snippets

They were like two peas in a pod. He always stayed by her side, year after year. Not even the teacher could split them apart. Their classmates started gossiping about them, but he wasn't concerned.

She was amazing. With her talented hand, she brought much joy to those around them through her art. She was nice to everyone, but the nicest to him. She taught him how to draw. He tried his best to copy her art style, so that it may continue to flourish.

She was beautiful. He couldn't take his eyes off of her. Sometimes he daydreamed of their marriage, as little kids often do, looking forward to the day when he would probably explode of happiness.

She was everything to him. A best friend, an only friend, even. His partner in everything. Without his mother's care, she was the only thing he lived for. Perhaps he loved her. Perhaps they were destined to be together.

But he was aware that he was just a boy. He told her he wasn't special in any way. She didn't understand what he meant.

"No, that isn't true," she laughed, "you are at the top of the class! You're the best at everything!"

"Except geography," he thought, wondering whether he should say it out loud. He wasn't good at geography.

The only thing his mother was concerned about was his grades. She made it very clear when he wasn't keeping up with her ever-rising standards. Once, she even grounded him because he got 9/10 and not a perfect score.

He just smiled and didn't reply. She fell silent.