Another week passed like seconds. D has started coming to school regularly but leaves the school before we could even hear the last ring of the bell. He has explained us all 'his friends' that jumping to a higher grade was what he wanted to do earlier but he couldn't bring himself to do. Somehow, now he had that strength within him so he did it and it wasn't because of that certain reason which everyone was concerned about or perhaps he was trying to soothe himself by his reasoning. Whatever was running in his mind it didn't prevent me from visiting him daily at his house.
I would talk about something random to which he would answer me disinterestedly. He made no effort to lead the conversation but made it sure to let it die but being myself, I was still clingy on him than ever before.
