Things were great. Perfect even. Passing grades, a happy family, a sweetheart for a boyfriend... life was pretty good. And now, today, as you lay against his arm in the cafeteria, watching as he talks to your close friend, Reed, you don't think anything could go wrong.

Although... yes, he was the perfect boyfriend. Kind, patient, affectionate, he still seemed... off. Like he was holding the world on his shoulders and not telling you. You knew something was wrong, since his hair was just about snow-white from the stress of his difficult life, a life he never opened up about. You were fine with that. Didn't need to know, didn't really want to know. As long as he was happy, you were happy.

And yet... those silver eyes of his rose. They landed on a new student, a tall girl with badly chopped sandy hair, dipped in blue highlights, and determined teal eyes. She looked like a typical basketball player, and yet, Anthony's eyes were somber, sad. shocked, and he stood up, walking halfway towards her before calling out a name.

"Evie?"