"Hey, Cenestia! Why the glum look?" My best friend, Zoey, asked me as her and our five other friends – Kris, Athena, Caransa, Nalia, and Lily - sat down next to me at the lunch table. They all stared at me curiously, the same question lingering on their eyes.

"I… I don't want to talk about it right now." I replied, picking at my lunch. I had one elbow up on the table, with my cheek leaning on my open palm. I stared down at my food, not even bothering to look up. I wasn't in the best mood, and I didn't want to talk about it. As usual.

"C'mon Cene, you never talk about anything!" Kris jabbed at me with her fork in an attempt to make me speak. I swatted her hand away and shook my head. She put her arm around my shoulders and nudged me again. "Pleeeeeaaaasssseeee tell us what's wrong?" She asked again.

"No! Just…" I took a deep breath and sighed. "Just leave me alone and let me think about it, okay?" I said, moving away from Kris' arm. They all looked at me, worried, and I turned away, blinking past tears. I didn't want to tell them that I had found my boyfriend's dead and lifeless body last night by the Udagawa back streets. He had always gone there after school, and I always met up with him after I talked to everyone else. "Ow!" I turned, rubbing the back of my head, glaring at Caransa and chucking the piece of pretzel back at her. "Why'd you do that?"

"To get you to stop crying, that's why." She stared at me, wonder still lingering in her eyes. I looked at all of them; they all had wonder in their eyes. "Did something happen to your boyfriend?" Caransa asked, knowing how much I liked him.

"Yeah. He's dead." I said, standing up and grabbing my lunch tray. I walked to throw it out and kept on walking towards the bathroom. I could feel their stares boring into my back. I could practically feel that they were dumbfounded and shocked as I left the cafeteria, or, as the school liked to call it, the 'dining hall.' I didn't even bother to ask a monitor if I could go, I just left as I felt tears stinging at my eyes.

I wiped away the tears that fell down my cheeks as I marched towards the bathroom. I'll save the crying for the bathroom stall. Right now, all that mattered was getting there without anyone noticing. I had to stop and lean against the lockers and take deep breaths a couple of times before I actually managed to close the stall door and let myself sob.

As I sat in the bathroom, I started to think back to the first time we met, and the first time he asked me out. We were both in some of the same classes. It was second period, math class. I noticed he was sitting alone – again – so I went to sit next to him. I didn't care much about anyone else in the class anyway.