He was dark and mysterious.  

No one could come near him, or even say a word.  His energy, his presence.  It was much too strong.

He wanted nothing to do with the world, as it was cold to him.  He felt as though he didn't need to live anymore because he knew the world would keep on turning without him.

He was beautiful and kind.

Everyone loved him.  Teachers, parents, and other kids alike.  His presence was endearing, accepting all into his warmth.

He loved life, and was willing to show it to him.

Why, you ask, would he waste his time?

Because he loved him.

Rating: PG-13