Aaron was your friend,you weren't super close and rarely hung out but you were friends.It saddened you seeing other kids at school talking behind his back,making up rumors about him and his family when he was the sweetest boy you've ever met.Sure he was unsettling,his jokes dark to the point they were unfunny,but he was a good person.One day your with him at the abandoned golden apple factory.sitting on a crate,possing because he was determined to draw you

"Perfect..."

he looks up at you from his sketchbook,the tips of his fingers black from his charcoals