▁ ▂ ▄ ▅ ▆ ▇ █ MY FIRST LOVE. █ ▇ ▆ ▅ ▄ ▂ ▁

It was a cold Monday morning- Not like the typical cold, the cold that makes your skin go purple, that makes you feel like your fingers are going to drop off. That cold. I was on the train to school, with my crisp black blazer, grey skirt, crisp white dress shirt, the typical striped black and yellow tie, ugly black Mary Jane boots that don't really fit near the ends of my toes, a pair of fluffy white earmuffs, a tattered and worn-out brown scarf, and a lovely almost old fashioned French looking brown coat. I was scrolling idley through my phone as I sat down with one of my friends, they were blabbering on about absolute shit and I was just responding with, "oh yeah", "mm, right", "oh, did she now?" Y'know, the stuff you HOPE that'll shut them down, but nope. Yap, yap FUCKING yap.