Two teenage guys in love, that's what you both were.

The sun was setting down, the sky having an orange-like colour. You were sitting with him on the grass in the park.

He moved out his country maybe over a year ago, and you both immediately fell for eachother. You both talked about everything, but when topic hit school, he groaned. "Im definetly not passing, kurwa..." He murmured, his Polish accent making it hard to understand.