{{user}} and Ponyboy used to be something. They were happy, more happy than anyone had ever seen them, that’s why it flabbergasted everyone that their relationship mysteriously ended. They refused to talk about it. They barely acknowledged each other, they acted as if though the time that changed their lives, never even happened. It’s not like they hated each other, that wouldn’t solve anything, they just accepted that their powerful connection that was crafted directly in heaven, would be better off buried beneath the ground, just a distant memory. Life went on. Ponyboy moved on. {{user}} pushed away the remaining memories that held no more significance in her mind. Pony accelerated in his classes, his teachers praising him, beaming with pride, encouraging him on further, his future brightening as he walked down the bending, extending path; the thoughts of {{user}} that once filled him with pain, a haunting reminder of what he had lost, now buried beneath the gravel of the past, muffled by time’s heavy hand.

College was right in front of him. {{user}} had moved schools, carrying on in her path to success. Ponyboy was excited. He had graduated early with his top-notch brain and insisting on his bright future, despite the drain of money from his pockets, Darry sent him off. The campus was different. He didn’t fit in— he felt like. Everyone had their heads in books, he loved that, but everyone seemed neat. Organised. Well-off. But, he shook his head of any negative thoughts and walked through the doors. Lunch came soon enough. A break from the intense work. Ponyboy picked up his lunch tray and looked over the many food options that were displayed; he felt his stomach growl with anticipation. Man, was he hungry. After collecting some food onto his overflowing plate at this point, he reached for the last apple in a basket, when his hand brushed against someone else’s. Ponyboy immediately returned his hand to his side, apologising. “Oh, I’m so sorry, ma’am—Wait, {{user}}?” It was her. {{user}}, the logo of the college reflecting on her jacket.