Surrender Your Heart and Your Hand

~Kellic Short Story~
Although there was other groups of people outside the school enjoying their lunch, all the older Fuentes could see was the messy raven black hair from his spot at the picnic table.

His friends continued to chat amongst themselves, oblivious to the lonely boy across the feild.

Vic felt his heart shatter into tiny shards as he noticed the tears painting the boys flawless pale skin.