"Aaarrggh." Everly groaned frustration.
The cabinets open and close in her room, the sounds of Everly rummaging through her room looking for her camera.
"Shit, where is my camera?" she grunted with irritation.
The room was completely scattered with papers, spreaded books, and basically-her stuff.
Her eyes widened, "how could I forget" she made her way to her nightstand and open it. "I found it." Taking out the camera.
She wears her shoes, took eyeglasses and her bag.
Her long black natural hair, was tied in a bun over her head, and brown square-rimmed glasses on her nose.
Everly hurried out of her room, quickly skipping down the stairs, she left her house through the front door.
She head to the park nearly her house, she was grateful a park bench she used to sit on was empty.
She sat at the bench and saw the watch on her hand. It was five minutes to three p.m, she sitting with her right foot bouncing up down, and waiting for a stranger man who she never knew his name.
Finally,
A tall man, pale and handsome, brown hair, in a pair of worn-out jeans, and baby blue button down T-shirt, through in front of her.
Everly's eyes following and not leaving of him, until he sat down at the ground under a shady tree. She watched as he pulled up a novel from his bag, wearing earphone, and focus at his novel.
She quietly took his pictures with her camera, she has been doing that for the past one year. Every day, she would come to the park at the same time to see him.
Everly's been seeing he coughing a lot lately, and he looks so pale.
Everly fell in love at first sight of him, what the time he was helping out a child with a broken shoelace, hear him laughing and joking with the child and just his overall down to earth personality had her hanging on to his world.
*
She open her wardrobe, taking out a pair of plaid pajama shorts, and a plain white tank top. She climbed on her bed, stared at the photo album on her nightstand. Reaching over, she placed the photo album on her lap, and opens it.
The photo album was full of pictures of the stranger guy.
"Tomorrow, I have to approach him and get to know him." Everly was determined in her deep down.
*
Everly was walking to the bookstore after school, she knew that he liked to read novels. So, she wanted to buy him a novel.
Today as usual she would go to the park to see the stranger guy, she was sitting on a bench she could sit on. And yet for three hours she waited for him, but he did not come.
"Where are you?" she mumbled, as her almond eyes scanning around the park.
She sighed, returning home with disappointed at not meeting him.
The next day she came to the park, but only disappointment came to her. He didn't come, again.
She stared down at the novel, clutched it, and tears sliding down her cheeks.
Every day she comes to the park, but he never comes again.
She sat down at the park bench, leaned over the bench, and stared up to the sky. "It's been almost one year." She muttered softly, then closed her eyes. "I miss you so much."
