Amaya, Why Must You Not Trust Me?

This is a short story, one I had written during my Creative Writing hour at school. I'll be uploading a few of these since I'm proud of some of them. Or ones I would like to rewrite.
This one is about a girl who's past is not prevalent when she realizes she had left her at home. The world starts green, in a literal sense. Green ooze leaks from places with binary numbers inside, similar to Alphabet soup. This is when she meets someone who hadn't been frozen in time, unlike the rest of the world. He had code on his face though it wasn't very noticeable...but that doesn't mean you should ignore it.