Fabian's POV

Dinner is finished.

Homework is done.

And Sibuna can wait.

Tonight is for remembering.

I know that Eddie's out for the evening.

So slowly, I walk to my room.

I close the door.

And I close my eyes.

Reaching for a worn out, old red notebook under my bed labeled "Math,"

I sit down on my bed.

On the first page of my Fabina scrapbook is a picture of Nina and I, eating ice cream together before a new term.

I thumb through the book, filled with pictures of Nina; pictures of us together.

Poems that I wrote, journal entries about my happiest days at this school.

I kept flipping through it, my heart being yanked out just a little more at every smile of hers that I saw.

On the second to last page in the notebook, I find a picture of us the night before school let out last year. It's a simple picture, but the most gorgeous part is her. I can't deny it. I miss her. I look down a little bit and see the caption I wrote:

"You're that one thing in my life, you make everything okay."

According to Amber, that's our song. The one that was played at our prom night, what feels like so long ago.

I grab the pillow next to me and bury my head in it. There was only one empty page left in that book.

Room for one more joyful thing to happen.

But I knew it would never come.

When I finally lifted my head, I saw that the pillow was wet.

I could feel a shiver run up my spine as I thought about our time together. And everything I did to fight for her. I stood up to look out the window, and when I lifted the curtain, I saw the weather to match my heart.

Dark and rainy. And not real rain, just a depressing drizzle.

I couldn't take it. My heart churned, my eyes swelled.

Kicking some socks around the floor of my little England dorm room,

I went to put away my "Math" notebook before anyone could see it, but the blank page caught me.

It was just waiting for one more happy thing.

I knew what I had to do.

I logged onto my computer, and opened video chat.

I clicked on the username of Nina Martin.

On the other side of the world or not,

I was going to have one more Perfect Day.

So I was in the mood to remember Nina, so I figured, why not get Fabian in on the "Fun?"

Finally, some inspiration! I'd really love a review, I almost cried while writing this, (Almost) and that almost never happens to me!