The secondary school buddies i mentioned; looking back, it seems that they were company. Just someone to hang out with instead of going alone.

I didn't care about drifting after graduation.

One whom i did, something happened in between (not that person on your mind, Rina).

There wasn't much for me to lose. Lower secondary was mostly spent trying not to be unseen by the rest. I was soccer company at most.

I remember now, that it was then i decided to fuck the rest. If they blew past me like i was an apparition i'd stand alone.

Look at me now.

Upper secondary i was voted into the spotlight. Sabotaged actually, into being the class chairperson. I dare say, i felt more real in that class than in my junior years; even though most time was spent observing the rest. My classmates stuck to their old cliques, so there were quite a few bunches around.

There was a 'stall' behind my seat. The guy behind dealt in things from junk food to bets to mahjong. He's a nice guy though, the last time i saw him. 2 guys who read comics on the second column, a guy 2 seats ahead always texting in class, the guy 2 seats to my right either argues or sleep...

Funny, how i miss that something which is nothing actually.

I've long forgotten the feeling of holding your hand. Of meeting you for a date. Of cuddling up during a movie. Of you leaning onto me on the bus.

The Queen to my King
The Clare to my Henry