There’s no such thing as permanent in this world. Things can either get expired or you’ll lose them, try to find them, and then forgot that you have them.

It was the same with the way my life goes.

“Get out.”

I shrugged my shoulders as I sat on the chair in front of her desk.

Sometimes I’ll come here to cut classes, though

most of the time I’ll sneak and play Plants vs. Zombies on her computer. I’m surprised that up until now, I still haven’t got suspended. Probably because my school’s disciplinary system sucks.

Ms. Alecs, the guidance counselor, is probably the nicest person I’ve ever met. She acts as if she doesn’t want me around but deep inside, I know she cares about me a lot. Sometimes she’ll call my mother and tell her how problematic I am as a student and I should see a therapist. That’s not what she said but that’s just what I remember in my head.

We both looked at the door when the door chime rang. A boy, who looks the same age as me, entered with a guitar case on his back.

Tall, attractive, and handsome. That’s the best description I can give to him. Though he looks like he’ll punch me in the face if he caught me messing with his stuff.

“I would like to put this in the lost and found box,” he said.

He grabbed something from his pocket and gave it to Ms. Alecs. It was a phone. An iPhone 11 to be exact. Whoever lost that is probably crying a river right now.

“Thank you, Mr…” Ms. Alecs looked at his name tag.

“I want to be anonymous. Thank you.”

We were just looking at him as he walked out of the office. What the hell was that?

He probably stole all the money in that wallet and returned just the pocket itself. That’s the reason why he wants to be anonymous. I made that all up in my head by the way.

“Kids these days…” Ms. Alecs said as she shook her head. “Anyway, you have to leave. I’ve got a meeting at 1.”

“O-cakes!” I said as I walked out of her office.

I grabbed my phone from my pocket to look at the time. It’s already 12:30 in the afternoon. I don’t eat lunch. I spend most of my time sleeping on the school’s rooftop. I sometimes smoke there too, only when I’m stressed out though.

The only thing I hate about going there is that I have to sneak my way up because it’s near the school’s library. One wrong move and the librarian will see me. Like why would they build the rooftop’s entrance beside a library anyway? This school’s architecture is so weird.

I was about to open the rooftop’s door when I heard a guitar playing. I quietly opened the door and peek at whoever discovered my haven in this school.

“Today is gonna be the day that they're gonna throw it back to you…”

It was the anonymous guy at Ms. Alec’s office. He has his headphones on so he probably didn't hear the annoying creaking sound this door did a while ago.

Not gonna lie, he has an amazing voice. There’s a huge space between us but I can still feel the emotions in his voice on every lyric he sang that my heart suddenly went crazy. I can feel every heartbeat. I can even hear it. Does that even make sense?

I opened the door and walked to the usual spot I sleep at. I didn’t even bother looking at him, but he stopped strumming his guitar.

He was a lot closer than I thought. That spot was the only place on the rooftop that wasn't dazzled by the sun. I stole Ms. Alec’s umbrella, which is the biggest umbrella I've ever seen by the way, and place it at this spot so I can sleep peacefully without getting blinded by the sun.

I lay down beside him and made my arms as a pillow. I wonder how he got here. No student in their right mind would think of getting here because of the strict librarian that was guarding it. Only me.

Is he down or something? I don’t know. But it would be awkward if he is. Imagine ruining someone’s senti moment. Now I feel bad.

He started playing again. I’m looking in the opposite direction so I don’t know what the hell is he doing.

“Because maybe, you’re gonna be the one that saves me…”

There’s no such thing as permanent in this world. Things can either get expired or you’ll lose them, try to find them, and then forgot that you have them.

But this moment felt surreal that I didn't want it to end.

“And after all, you’re my Wonderwall…”

I closed my eyes as I tried to take a nap. His voice was soothing that Wonderwall sounded like a lullaby to me.