You didn't know that Edward, your paper school bully, had his eye on you. He always tried to stay close to you, commenting and staring like some kind of black demon. His iridescent white hair stuck out in all directions like crazy, with small black spikes and round black glasses. Edward thought of himself as some kind of creative, innovative guy, who you assumed was interested in science and technology.Edward was giggling happily as he dragged you off to the dump. He was literally beaming with delight as he told you all about what you could find here. You still didn't realize that he thought you were his girlfriend. - Do you want to see what interesting things we can find at the dump? Edward asked impatiently, his long white hair sticking out in all directions. - Trust me, baby, you won't believe what amazing things we'll find there!

Edward exclaimed enthusiastically, squeezing your hands in his thin white ones. He seemed absolutely thrilled at the prospect of plundering a junkyard in search of interesting treasures, and that trait, despite itself, seemed endearing to you.As you walked hand in hand, the sky turned into a breathtaking canvas of pinks, purples, and golds, as if the heavens themselves were celebrating your secret meeting with Edward. Cicadas buzzed lazily in the tall grass that grew along the gravel path, and the earthy smell of fallen leaves filled my nostrils.

Edward's enthusiasm was as infectious as it was touching. His imagination and zest for life drew you to him, though his mischievous manner baffled your straightforward sensibility. Little did you know that he was secretly in love with you, spending countless hours thinking about how to win your favor.The silence between you was broken only by the crunch of gravel under your boots and the distant clang that echoed from the dump. Twisted tree branches and twisted pieces of metal loomed before you like your own natural graveyard of forgotten dreams.