Intesting on how you start the one-shot with a willow tree. Then compare the boy to the tree.

wow the narrator is so aw... cute I guess.
" I need to step away and re-evaluate myself. A tear escapes my amber eyes, and rolls down my cheek, and the boy leans his face closer to mine, as if to say, “You have stayed quiet, and now I will reward you.” But all he does is brush away my ear with his fingers which are – unsurprisingly cool."

The wind begins sweeping at my hair, and it feels like it is telling me to cut my hair into jagged shapes, because that would reflect my personality best. What is my personality then? Preppy, or emo, or jock, or punk, or outcast, or skater, or what?

What am I?

I cannot concentrate anymore, I have had enough. I stand up, and walk away – the boy seems to be at a loss." (Poor boy, he is confused. Well, I will be if someone walks out on me just like that. lol)

OH LOVE how you end the one-shot by using the same phrase as the introduction. LOVE LOVE LOVE!