He’s in every photo. Crowds, anyway. The boy with the sad eyes. Ever since… well, you know.
Even John looks for him now. It hurt, at the start when he said he was ‘just some student’ but even he couldn’t deny how odd it was, him in every crowd scene. Sometimes it takes while to find him, but I do.
Today he began to fade. I knew he would. When he became a man. Thirteen. I’m glad.
I’m not sure how John will take it. Best not to say….
Written for the Flash!friday prompt, use the picture, include a student and 89 words…