I went to the administration office to inquire what they have to say about Mark’s disappearance and I was shocked to hear about it; Mark got his first half-year freeze and was to join the last year during the summers of the upcoming year. I rushed to his place after college to check whether he was really out of town and he wasn’t there. I called him a million times and his phone was always off. I used to climb uphill daily and wait on our spot hoping he would jump out of somewhere and surprise me till I was hopeless and stopped going there.
Three months have passed by and I didn’t hear from him. I felt like it was some beautiful dream and I have awakened. Nothing felt the same as it was with him. I was haunted, I felt miserable for letting him go, for making him do this, and doubting his
