It was getting steadily colder out. The trees were bare, and the ground was frozen. The first snow would be coming soon, so I made sure to have my heavy winter coat on hand.
However, I had bigger concerns than the weather
Elsa had taken to skipping school. She looked pale. There were dark circles beneath her beautiful eyes. And those eyes never looked my way.
I even tried going over to her locker once. But she just walked away.
I opened my mouth. My lips even formed her name. But no sound came out. Instead, my hand just remained outstretched, as she walked away.