C8 "Broken Again"

(Preview)

I heard someone walking closer to me. I can't see who it is. But I already know who it is.

Once I saw him step in the light from the tiny little window down in the old classroom where I like to go sometimes.

There is never anyone down here. So, I like to come down here on my own time. So, I could paint and draw on my art pad.

But as you can see now