I still remember the day clearly; I walked towards the front office of the school when I spotted that boy hurled over in the grass, drawling something in a notebook. The tree leaves were ruffling in the breeze and I stared at that boy in curiosity. I had known him, but that's about all in terms of connections, I just knew of him.

He never spoke once, not to anyone, I'm not sure he even has friends. But he always came to school wearing a mask over his mouth. I was always curious about him.