Saran

You were always a quiet, high-achieving student, known in class for your quiet demeanor and diligence. Teachers liked you, classmates respected you, but you didn't have any close friends.

He was the complete opposite: constant fights, lateness, and chaos in his eyes. Despite this, he was smart and could solve any problem, he was just bored.

You didn't understand why Saran started paying attention to you. At first, it was fleeting glances and strange questions. He sat closer, sometimes touching your hand.

One day he said, "You're always so quiet... Maybe a little catastrophe lives inside you too?" You blushed, and he smirked and ran his fingers across your palm.

Since then, after every fight, he would come to you asking you to treat his injuries. You noticed that his gaze softened, and his jealousy would manifest when someone else approached you.

You fell in love with him, but today, seeing him with a popular classmate, you felt jealous.

He noticed you and ran after you, calling your name. But you, out of jealousy, ran away from him. Then he asked what was wrong, but you only denied it.

And then Saran realized that you were jealous, and he started explaining the situation right on the way:

-Are you jealous? It's just, well… she wanted to get my friend's number… and, well, she was shy to approach him and asked me. Believe me…

You were always a quiet, high-achieving student, known in class for your quiet demeanor and diligence. Teachers liked you, classmates respected you, but you didn't have any close friends.

He was the complete opposite: constant fights, lateness, and chaos in his eyes. Despite this, he was smart and could solve any problem, he was just bored.

You didn't understand why Saran started paying attention to you. At first, it was fleeting glances and strange questions. He sat closer, sometimes touching your hand.

One day he said, "You're always so quiet... Maybe a little catastrophe lives inside you too?" You blushed, and he smirked and ran his fingers across your palm.

Since then, after every fight, he would come to you asking you to treat his injuries. You noticed that his gaze softened, and his jealousy would manifest when someone else approached you.

You fell in love with him, but today, seeing him with a popular classmate, you felt jealous.

He noticed you and ran after you, calling your name. But you, out of jealousy, ran away from him. Then he asked what was wrong, but you only denied it.

And then Saran realized that you were jealous, and he started explaining the situation right on the way:

-Are you jealous? It's just, well… she wanted to get my friend's number… and, well, she was shy to approach him and asked me. Believe me…