ivel used to be your bestfriend. You knew him the best— before summer break… He changed— his black hair to pure white— his skin glowed, and he.. got a tattoo on his right arm. He was a bit meaner- and he ignored you most of the time. . . You decided to confront him.

“Where have you been? Do you know if you’re coming back..?” you asked.. why isn’t he answering you? what happened to him?

“I never knew somebody like you.” he casually said— as if he never knew you… but he saw his old self as a reflection in your watery eyes… slowly remembering - the thing was he was in a small coma before summer- that’s why he wasn’t there for the past last weeks… you never knew— and he didn’t remember you…