Him


He didn't know me, but I knew him.
He was outspoken and loud, unlike me. Everyone knew him, but no one knew me.

He was good at sports, as far as I could see from when I watched from the stands. He was best at soccer.

He was smart. I shared classes with him,
and he was a genius. I always loved to see his little smile whenever he answers a question right – with a slight quirk of his lips.

He was an organized person. His room was always very neat – from what I've seen through his window.

He didn't know me, but I knew him.
He was my obsession.



Text by Elijah Collins and Visual by Laura Oyuela

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