I'll Never Forget

I remember that it was sad. It was sad seeing the small boy walk into school, casting his head downwards to avoid the staring of multiple teenagers, making his way to student affairs. I remember how his black fringe covered his eyes, making it difficult to see the lovely shades of brown and greens swirling around inside. I definitely remember his first and last words ever spoken to me, and everything in between. I'll never forget.