Disclaimer: I do not own Power Rangers or their characters or whatever belongs to them.
This is just a fun little drabble I made!
Enjoy!
"I'm the White Ranger."
Tears began to form in her eyes. Every time she thought of his laugh or the way he would shyly draw pictures of her when she strummed her guitar and hummed a tune. But, now it was different than before. She wasn't playing the guitar or singing at the café and she couldn't be the girl she wanted. Smoothing out the wrinkles in the paper she took a good look at the drawing.
Her finger unknowingly followed the zigzag pattern of the White Ranger's jeans. A single teardrop fell on the feather clutched in his hand.
"I miss you, Trent."
