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"What are- are you s-saying?!" I asked her again for confirmation. Maybe what I heard was wrong, maybe I'm hallucinating. 

It can't be true right? 

How can Taehyung be a part of heavens when I just saw him yesterday?! 

"You're new here and I guess no one really told you before… but Kim Taehyung was a part of Seika High once. He was the top scorer of our batch and probably the most handsome boy I've ever seen." Sana spoke, pulling me out of thoughts. 

"Wh-what happened to him?" I asked hysterically, still unable to engulf what I've just heard. 

He can't be dead, no!

"He was bullied by our rich classmates, they… they used to burn his arms and… they heartlessly pushed him off from the rooftop." She choked on her voice and wiped her tears. 

I still couldn't believe whatever I just heard, it just ain't possible. When I saw him the last time he was well and healthy, yes the burn marks were evident on his skin, but how can he… be dead? 

"Why do they call h-his name during attendance? His belongings are still there on his desk, even his locker…why?" I asked skeptical about the truth. I was vigorously shaking my head as a 'no' unable to believe whatever she's saying. Tears were formed in the corner of my eyes.

"When the cops investigated the murder, his bullies were arrested and sentenced to life imprisonment, but the cops seized his diary. He wrote his wishes in it, one of them was…'to be a normal high schooler, to have friends.' That's why we all behave as if he's still here with us and that is the sole reason he's given the top rank in our batch even though he isn't there with us anymore. We all felt sorry for him and ashamed of ourselves for not being able to save him even though we knew what was happening. We were helpless that time and the least we could do now is to fulfill his last wish."

The bouquet automatically fell from my hands and I ran towards the first place that came to my mind- the rooftop. My eyes were filled with tears, ready to spill anytime. All our memories, everything, his smile, his words, everything was clouding my mind and as if, choking me now.

The only friend I made… doesn't exist.