Her hair is long and wavy. It's sort of a lightish brown…

I cant see her eyes. She won't stop mo

"Hey Piano man?! You writin about me?!"

Mother of god Gil. Don't you have any sense of personal space?

"Ahem. No. This doesn't concern you. Why don't you go and flirt with some girls or something?"

"Well excuuuse me for being so damn AWESOME."

Every day seems to go like this. I try writing everything I can about that girl but I don't see her enough. It doesn't help that my best friend has an ego the size of a whale. He really has been no help to me.

My name is Roderich Edelstein. I can fluently speak German, And I am currently working on mastering my piano skills (and learning how to play the violin, not to brag). My priorities are straight to the point. I have never failed, or skipped a single class before. I have short brown hair (with some weird curl that won't go away for some reason) and deep brown eyes. I also have glasses- although I have to admit I haven't need them since 5th grade- I only wear them to make me look smarter. Well anyways, I'm not here to describe myself. All I want to do is figure out who that girl is…

"Five words: No-Body-Gives-A-Fuck." I whisper to Gil after he passes a note to be in class. Besides, all it even said was "My dick is so much bigger than yours -Gil" I'm even surprised I could read his handwriting.

"You're just jealous I actually have one, Man-baby." He retorts back all calmly like he's something worth my time.

I just sigh and crumple the note up. He isn't going to stop anytime soon, so I just ignore him. Maybe I should smack him. Maybe then he would shut up. I glance over at him for a split second before looking back at the teacher.Nah, his dad teaches this class-besides I have a perfect record. So why should I break-

"Psst. Roddy-" I hear Gil whisper to me.

"Yessss?" I whisper back barely moving my lips. "What now?"

" . ."

"What? Why?-"

"Just. Look."

I turn my head towards the window to see a group of children playing. "Gil there's noth-"

I feel fingers crawling up my neck for a moment and then- Nothing. No really, I literally don't feel anything. Just falling. I don't stop falling for some time and suddenly I just wake up- For a moment, I see some flashes of color, but what I see after is hell. Well I suppose the sight wasn't that bad- but that smell. It smelled like a mixture of mold and rotting paper- My nose is blocked off and my breathing is audible- a mixture of emotions is going through me right now, but everything is-

[STOP]

[RESTART?]

[BY DOING THIS YOUR CURRENT SAVE MEMORY WILL BE RESET.]

Yes. Do it now. He can't know me or who he used to be.

[RESET COMPLETE.]

Perfect.