Hi, I swear I'm not creepy

Two days ago, a boy at my school died from a brain aneurism. He was an amazing photographer and an amazing person. Because he was passionately in love with the Hunger Games, every person at my school wished him good luck and goodbye with the Hunger Games three-finger tribute. It was tragically beautiful to see how something as simple as a book could affect a person, and a school, so much.