2 people sat looking at each other,  a foggy window separating them. The area was pure white, no sound was heard, they were the only two people. The girl on one side pushed her glasses up, looking at the male on the other side of the foggy window. She leaned forwards and put a finger against the glass, moving swiftly as she started to make words on the glass. 'I'm Sorry, Emma.' It read, the girl looking at the boy on the other side. He let out an angry sigh and put his finger against the glass, writing in cursive that the girl always loved to see. 'It's Parker, and I don't forgive you.' It read, making the girl's heart sink. She got her finger out and drew on the glass, tears filling her sad eyes. 'I'm Sorry.' It read, the girl leaning back in the chair and looking at the boys reaction. 'I don't forgive you.' He wrote back, looking at the girl sternly.
They stared at each other before the girl on the other side started to cry, covering her face. The boy did nothing, watching her cry in pain of her lost love. The girl looked back up after a while, seeing a group of people around the boy, those who supported him. On hers, 2 friends and her sister, those who comforted her and helped her feel better. The couple quarreled for a while, feelings let out and tears being cried countlessly. Her sister and friends comforted her and fought with her, the boys allies often opposing. The boy didn't even listen to the girl, ignoring her reasoning and put his feelings first.
'I'm Sorry.' The girl wrote, wiping her tears away. The boy looked at the girl, hesitating before his finger danced across the foggy glass. 'I don't forgive you.' The two sat in absolute silence, staring at each other. They sat like that for a while, the both of them changing and developing into another person. 'Hello' The girl wrote after a while, trying to get the boys attention. He didn't reply, but instead talked to his friends. 'I don't want you in my life anymore' The boy wrote after a while, making the girl's heart sink. She was silent, not replying to him or anyone who was friends with him. She put her hand against the window, the water seeping in the lines in her hand as she looked at him, her face fully visible for the male to see. He looked down, not wanting to see her face anymore. He heard her finger run against the window, which then turned to a chair sliding back. When the boy looked back, he saw the girl walking away from the window, the hand print that she earlier left turning to an oval and a message left at the bottom of her thin frame. 'I still love you, goodbye.' It read, water from her writing dropping down.
"Wait!" The boy cried, getting up and putting his hands against the glass, looking at her. The girl stopped walking and turned around, pushing up her glasses as she looked at him.
"I don't need you anymore." She softly said, looking at the boy before turning away. As she walked, 11 people stood in the distance, waiting for the girl to get to them. The boy watched her leave, taking his hands off of the window and walking the opposite way.
Now, there was nothing left of them, just memories on a foggy window and 2 chairs on a pure white space, nobody present and no sound being heard.