☆ Entering her second year of university, Trisha finally thinks she has her life set out. Battling the halls of Harvard and her apprehension, life is good with all the paintings set on the wall and her roommate that she cherishes dearly. What happens when a familiar face finds their way back into her eyes?

"Two people, two stories, How they pass will always be unknown, How long will they last? Only time will tell..."

"piss off guys were just friends.."

Friendship is magical, that's what I have been taught as a child. But, will it be worth the pain, sadness, anger? I mean, c'mon friendship is friendship. But, will it be enough? "We'll always be friend, right?" The small child's voice rang through her mind. Smiling sadly at the memory, she couldn't find words to describe her emotions. But the child knew, they knew how she's feeling. Her eyes shows no lies. Original Story made by yours truly.