Story of the day:
Tomorrow is our last day. Both me and him were sad, because both of us are in danger of possibly leaving in the year to come. I was just nonchalantly drawing, and he comes up: (( conversation is completely heart-melting, I almost cried during this convo ))
Him: Hey.
Me: *jumped in surprise*
Him: *laughs* And just yesterday you were fearless.
Me: *try to give my best 'really?' glare, but fail because I can't not laugh*
Him: Oh, wow.
Me: *laughing in between every other word* Oh, shut up! I'm trying to glare at you and laugh at the same time- that's hard!
Him: *tips head upward, like a 'true' gesture*
Me: *sigh, words beginning to feel like stones in my heart* I've been thinking...
Him: *looks up, a scared look faintly crossing his gaze*
Me: Should I leave... or should I just stay here?
Him: *very quickly* Stay.
Me: You... you want me to stay?
Him: Yeah. A lot of my friends are already leaving- I'll just be heartbroken if you do too. I don't know what I'd do then. I'd think about you every day, that's what I'd do.
Me: *looking down, sighing*
Him: Make me a promise.
Me: *look up to to meet his eyes*
Him: *hesistates* Don't leave. *watches me for a few more heartbeats, then leaves, head down*
Me: *so close to crying, it was heartwarming to knew he cared so much*
It's so... so wonderful to know he cares... and heart-crushing that he might leave at the same time...