Him.

The first time I've seen him was in fourth grade when he was in my class. I've never really talked to him. He was also very quiet. So I've never really cared or noticed him. Until fifth grade. In fifth grade, we were in the same class again. At first, I didn't really pay attention to him until my best friend, Jurie, introduced me to him. I finally found out his name because he seemed a little lonely. His name was Bryden. My first thoughts of him? Well, I thought he was pretty cute and funny. One of the best memories I have of him and me was when we were cleaning up jenga and I made a joke of how the box was giving birth to jengas and we were laughing so hard in the back behind the tables while our classmates watch Netflix. Fifth grade was the best year so far. I had a crush on him and I still do. Everything was happy. Until came sixth grade, which is the grade I am in right now.