The love you'd find in books | Regulus Black

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Regulus' POV:

Today is the last time I'm going to see Y/N.
I took at least an hour to contemplate her face, trying to burn every line of it in my memory one last time even though it's not the way I want to remember her and nor is it the way she wants me to remember her as.

I sighed, put the letter on the nightstand and left.

*

"-Are you okay?
-Do you think he even hear us?
-Reg?
I looked up but looked right back to my plate when I felt my eyes starting to get all teary.
My voice was all high when I answered:
-I'm fine."

*

When I came in class, I could hear whispers coming from everywhere. I know they were all talking about me, coming to class with red, puffy, eyes as if I didn't know how pathetic I looked.

But oh, how much I was conscious about how I looked today...

My uniform wasn't correct, my eyes were all red and puffy, my hair were messed up, my lips were dry, had a cut on my cheek, and I had a bandaged hand.
At first it could look like I fought with someone but the only thing I fought with was the bathroom's mirror.