The Name On The Black Board

i will figure this mystery out some how. wait! what am i saying? i dont know him never encountered him. he is just another person. Let it go Liza!

he has a face of an angel. stop! Liza stop!

its useless. this is pointless.

i wake up the next morning my mind clear of him. and then i go to school. normal day. go home. go to school. then it happens. i am struck with awe at what he does again. talk. but this time to me.