𝙸𝚝'𝚜 𝚗𝚘𝚝 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚏𝚊𝚞𝚕𝚝, 𝙻𝚒𝚜𝚊 ✔

𝚅

"Do you remember the girl, who used to sit in the back seat of the class? The girl, who isn't here anymore?"

"Yes, I remember her.

No one will know what I am going to say here, right? Oh, okay, perfect.

Well, I remember Lisa. She moved in here, next to my house, at seventh grade. I was playing football with my borther, when a ball flew over the fence. I jumped over it and my eyes landed on a brunette. She held the ball and gave it to me. Then I heard a yell from a house that she lived in. Girl turned around and ran away without hesitation.

I hopped over the fence back to my backyard. We didn't even talk to each other.

First day at school Lisa recognised me. She tried to become friends with me. I don't know why, but I ignored her. My friends and I started to make fun of her.

Then she ran away from the school.

Do I regret it? Yes.

Will I ever forgive myself? Probably not."

Vincent