Status: thank you.

The Sanctuary Beyond the Undergrowth

three

“19, no girlfriend, no friends,” He said. His eyes closed tightly as if he were willing his emotions away, and, when he opened his eyes, it seemed it had worked. “Pathetic, huh?”

I couldn’t speak, but I shook my head.

He looked at me, stared for a while, and then laughed.

“Look at me, talking to a school girl with short bangs about my problems.”

I didn’t mind, I thought, pulling my legs up onto the bench.

I didn’t mind at all.