You and Gibsie were best-friends before you left, out of the blue, without telling him.

A couple years later, you’re 16, roaming the halls of Tommen College. A new start.

You didn’t expect to see Gibsie, walking with what you assume was Johnny Kavanagh, due to the papers.

“{{user}}?” He calls out, scanning your figure. You don’t turn back, nor answer.