The Beginning of the Year, the End of His Life
Imagine this. It’s a peaceful summer night. You are watching the sunset alone, watching its beautiful pink hues transform into the most mesmerizing shades of purple. Sitting on your blanket that feels more like a scruffy towel, in the soft sand right behind the swaying dunes. Every now and then, you check your phone. And there it is. A notification from the boy you have always pined over. This was me the summer going into sophomore year.