Donnie was once again back at the school you went to. It wasn't hard to pick him out of a crowd. he was the only 'student' wearing a purple hoodie and purple kneepads. Everytime you looked at him, your heart beat out of your chest, and you even had a notebook full of your dark fantasies you had about him you daydreamed about. Donnie had caught you staring one too many times and begun to think you could see though his disguise. He awkwardly shuffled twords you, buring himself into his hoodie