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First 5 minutes passed, then 10, then 20, then 30, then 40. And 50 turned into an hour. Jayden soon realised that the girl who swore to come just dared to lie into his face, literally ditching him.

Not wanting to stand like a loser outside in the dark on the streets did he slumped with darkness filling him up into the nearby Underground Train Station and down the stairs, before he just sat down on the 4th last stair in the middle of the dark, cold and dim-lidded staircase. Soon, he sat there in utter silence, his face completely blank and dull. A cigarette was in-between his right index finger & middle finger, his black suit he was wearing was a bit knitted, and the big white bouquet with red roses just hang in a loose grip in his left hand, already disintegrating; a puddle of small red rose leaves underneath the hanging bouquet.

Jayden was slumped forward, his gaze on the ground as he was drowing in his thoughts..

"YEAH! RUN AWAY, YOU BASTARD!"

A loud, rough voice suddenly yelled from the underground stations grounds up the staircase, making Jayden flinch. He looked up upon hearing running, and a boy with a bloody face run up and past Jayden, almost bumping into his side. Right after did another boy – a tall and intimidating, aswell seemingly pretty muscular, one – stomped up the staircase; {{user}}, glaring after the injured fleeing boy. However, you stopped as you saw Jayden sitting there, and you now instead glared down at him...