The Nicest Love

the face of his most cherished son. He concealed his sad eyes towards the distant void, unwilling to reveal his vulnerability. David stepped inside a living room splattered with fragments of a once

rice and soup unsweetened. Their encounters always sparked fierce disputes; indeed

gth in his body funneling into his legs, seeking to distance himself from the chaos as swiftly as possible. The road ahead seemed to s

continued to walk, each successive wave taller than the last, while David appeared merely a tiny entity bobbing upon the

happening, stay calm, don't lose yoursel

e surroundings, objects barely discernible. He swu

Why are you

ing into the water, where she sputtered and flailed. Real

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ands gently shielded her forehead, guarding against the playful, mischievous rays of sunshine

e countryside to the province had proven more challenging than Bella had anticipated. Alone and busy wi

ed and settled, she would find part-time work to help alleviate her parents ' financial burden.

rranged rendezvous. Bella gingerly stepped aboard, qui

peeked cautiously overhead, shrouded by a slender veil of clouds, as th

wandering thoughts, yet to settle in a clear direction, were interrupted by an unintentional collision with another. A phone plummeted

ore silently departing. Their eyes locked in a slow-motion cinematic exchange that Bella would only recognize much later. Sh

"It's my first day here, too." He spoke, then departed-cold and lofty as their initial encounter-his sturdy, tall frame weaving through the crowd

buoyant symphony of youthful beings basking in the glow of their prime. Anyone in a uni

just as class was about to begin, needed help finding an empty seat. Just as she stowed her backpack into the desk compartment, a lovely girl with sweet chocolat

glanced around to see if there was someone else when suddenly, an agreeable, ste

et. Bella realized it was the boy she'd encountered earlier, and his attitude took her on a journey from one surprise

owledge. A sidelong glance revealed David, his spirit seemingly trapped in a legendary martial arts battle

r. His fingers danced gracefully upon the touch screen, unyielding in rhythm, yet still sparing a moment to ca

approached David, instructing him to stand. His expression was stern, eyes piercing, seeming

nocently unaware, some slightly smug, and some mocking. However, none could overshadow the calm, composed gaze of th

m for the unfolding drama before him. He thought of his years, of the numerous generations of students he had mento

tents. The subtle shift in the teacher's expression caught Bella off guard. She, who

aos, a mild irritation lingered in the teacher's heart. But, with no othe

g seamlessly into the crowded corridor. Bella, after organizing her textbooks and notebooks, also made her exit. The sun grew increasingly harsh

assuming coincidence, but it seemed David harbored something to discuss. He approached, claiming the rece

ed her auditory perception, but at this proximity, it seemed unlikely. David gestured towards

g their earlier collision, David snatched it from her grasp. Without uttering a wor

bus stop, amidst a whirlwind of thoughts, she almost missed her ride. This first day of school had