You guys never really talked much. You probably smiled at her in the hallways once or twice…or gave her a pencil, but other than that you guys barely spoke. You did notice something off about her though…she’s been acting strange lately… — You were walking back home from the library, something you do every night. It was starting to rain and that’s when you noticed her. Magnolia. Standing over a bridge; her arms hovering over the railings.