<a class="postlink" href="http://i833.photobucket.com/albums/zz260/TimeKeys/03_115157_85wa2-1-1.jpg">[ img ]</a><br/>Kent<br/>Age Unknown appears 18<br/><br/>Kent was still morning the loss of the woman he loved. Not as strongly as he had for the first ten years but he still held onto a vague hope that she was still alive. That he would see her again. He closed his eyes remembering the good times he had with her. He loved her in his own way. Truly loved her. Had wanted to keep her at his side for all eternity. Yet he had not done so and now regretted it. He lost her that day for what felt like an eternity. He had never taken interest in another woman as more than a quick lay. He was known as the bad boy. The distant loner to some points. He had seen the new girl when she entered. She reminded him of her yet couldn't be her. He wanted her to be though. His siblings were the first to see her. Tell him about her yet he refused to believe it. Hopeful yet refusing. If she wasn't her he would not let himself fall for her. He had made that promise those years ago. Iced his heart over. If she wasn't his love then she wasn't getting through the icy distance he had put up. He watched her though while doing his work. Watched her out the corner of his eye. It would drive him insane to an extent but not as much as losing his beloved had. He wasn't crazy like a lunatic but his siblings said he was insane to hold onto a love which had gone away. He didn't care. Insane or foolish as it may be he would never love another. He finished his work. Getting up as the bell for lunch rang. Such a boring thing going to school was. He approached her. "You look like someone I knew. Her name was Renae. Does it sound familiar?" His sexy foreign accent was still there but the distance and almost iced over emotions was there to. Or rather lack of them. When she had been around he was full of emotions. Full of life and happiness. Now he was not.