Zaion’s POV:
Over the next few days, things were kind of slow and very dull. Baekhyun and I didn’t really socialize as much and I wasn’t willing to socialize with anyone else. Baekhyun hung out with some of the guys during lunch and our free period.

The only contact we made was the occasional “Hi” or the small conversations about school. I couldn’t believe it but I was starting to miss his company.

Even though we lived so close to each other, we didn’t really speak. He would send a text every now and then about the homework for math class or asking how I was. Coming up at the end of the week was our meeting with Principal Greyson. We decided it would be best to hang out on thursday, the day before. We walked to school together.

“How have you been all week?” Baekhyun asked me.

Not that great. I’ve been lonely and my parents extended their business trip into a two month “vacation”.

“Oh, I’ve been fine. I been...me.”

I sensed disbelief on his face but as quickly as it had appeared, it was gone.

Silence.

“So, the weather...it’s..erm..decent, huh?” I asked, trying to fill in the silence for once. I at this. It seemed to suffice for Baekhyun though, because he smiled and looked around, seemingly in a bit of a daze.

“Yeah, it’s the perfect day to be out and about. The sky is that wonderful shade of blue, the air is fresh, and the wind is blowing just right. Instead of being outside laying in the grass , staring at the clouds, we have to go to school.”

I turned away to smile at his childlike ability to see the good in things. Sadly I didn’t hide it well enough.

“You have a really pretty smile. You should smile more often”, he told me.

I looked down at my feet and dragged behind him a bit. Me, smile? I think Baekhyun might have been sick or something. He was usually happy and sarcastic, never poetic. But then again, I haven’t seen all the sides of Byun Baekhyun. I also sensed that part of him that never gave up on people.

“C’mon, we don’t wanna be late.”

Speak for yourself.

He grabbed my hand and we walked down the road to school. I tried my best to keep up with his pace but he began to jog. I have gotta get in shape.

When we made it through the school doors, people looked at us and whispered. Seriously, if they had something to say they should have just came out with it. Once I followed a few people’s gazes, I looked down to see Baekhyun’s hand still holding on to mine.

I took my hand back quickly. I could feel Baekhyun looking over at me. The longer this punishment went on, the harder it became for me to avoid people. Note to self: Get revenge on Greyson.

“I have to go to class so...”, I walked quickly over to my locker, trying to ignore the other girls’ glares.

Baekhyun went to his locker. I looked over at him. It seems everyday that I am gaining a bit more of a conscience. Something seemed off about him. He hadn’t really said much. No sarcasm. No jokes. At least not the usual jokes.

I hadn’t really been around him so I wouldn’t know. Well I’m pretty sure he’ll be back to normal soon or whatever. He’d probably just gotten upset of what one of the other guys said. Or he had gas. I laughed at my own stupid joke.

I grabbed my book and walked to literature class. Baekhyun and I hadn’t had this class together so he wound up walking in the opposite direction with his group of friends.

Literature was okay. It was pretty much dull up until the part when we read our books. That day the story just made me wanna crawl in a hole after beating the author. I could never remember the name but the words sit in my mind clear as the day before me.

Clara sat in the corner of the room, crying. She had been so mean to him. She pushed him away. Now when she was upset, she needed him most and he wasn’t there. It was funny. She didn’t want him in her life. She was even counting the days until he was gone.

There she sat in a type of pain that ate away at her heart. She felt the worst longing ever. The pain went from emotional to physical. She felt a force pushing her chest. Her breathing was hitched and tears welled up in her eyes. It was then she yelled out his name in her last dying breath. The scream filled the house, so big and spacious, but he did not come. She died with heartbreak.