A Lonely Flake of Snow
He always looks out the window when you see him. Gazing far into the distance. A permanent frown on his face. What he looks at, I'm not sure. But whatever it is, it is far beyond the reaches of this world. He always seems so sophisticated and mysterious.
If you talk to him, wave to him, try to communicate in any way he'll glare at you. Nobody has ever gotten him to properly talk. Not even the teachers.
Nobody but me. Not that I'm special. I'm just persistent.
I will find out why he is the way he is. I will find out what he gazes into the distance for. I will be there for him at every obstacle he encounters.
If you talk to him, wave to him, try to communicate in any way he'll glare at you. Nobody has ever gotten him to properly talk. Not even the teachers.
Nobody but me. Not that I'm special. I'm just persistent.
I will find out why he is the way he is. I will find out what he gazes into the distance for. I will be there for him at every obstacle he encounters.