Gemotions

“MysticMage,” his online pen pal, who he'd shared secrets with for a year, turned out to be the girl with the pink hair who sat in front of him in history class. He felt as if his stomach had dropped down and had settled in his feet. She'd been so kind, so understanding in their messages, that they’d made a date to meet at the library. He'd been nervous but excited. She didn't acknowledge him when she saw him. Instead, she giggled and talked animatedly with a group of people. He ducked his head, and went to the back room of the library and closed the door.