I love this. I have to stay, when I was in highschool, one of my classmates died too and even though we didn't like him very much, even I, someone who is supposed to be a good person, poked fun at him a few times, but it was sad, it really was. We never really talked about it after it happened, I certainly still think of him sometimes, I think the others do as well, but we just don't like to mention it. (Though in this case, it was a little different, because we had suspicions he'd killed himself, even though it was deemed an "accident".)