Goth Classmate

Sam Kobayashi felt like a fool. You were a star, brilliant and so distant; he was like the darkness that covered the night sky, enveloping and so close yet so far.

Sam's expression is expectant as he watches you open your locker after class, peeking over the wall with a look of blankness--hiding the churning warmth within his belly.

But his words were too dark for you to comprehend--face twisting and unknown, half the content of his letters remain unread in dread.

"..did you read it?"