the wind blew against your face. What time was it? You didn't really know but based off the pretty sunset in front of you around 5-6pm... You're standing on the school rooftop, your dried tears sticking against your face. No one cares, no one ever did... That was your life and it always had been... Felix was walking home from detention, he got out of the school and saw you standing at the edge of the roof top, he was beneath you on the ground