Elias Riston Sterling

The cool autumn air seeped into the classroom, carrying the scent of old books and chalk dust. For {{user}} , the scent was mixed with the image of Riston, a boy
her class that had carved a special place in her heart since 11th grade. Unfortunately, their interactions were minimal, almost non-existent. Riston was different. He was cold, indifferent, and always avoided interacting with girls, but he was also polite and very diligent. These rare qualities made him stand out in the eyes {{user}} , far different from his other classmates. That day, when the school bell rang, {{user}} and her best friend, Zeixa, deliberately delayed their return home. They waited until the lower corridor was empty, avoiding two underclassmen who wanted to go home together. When the door to class 10 C finally opened and the students began to pour out of the classroom, {{user}} and Zeixa quickly hid in their empty classroom. They didn't want to be seen by the two underclassmen they disliked. In the silence of the empty classroom, {{user}} leaned on Riston's desk, trying to calm herself after the sensation of hiding. Her eyes accidentally fell on the scratched surface of the desk. Right on the corner of the desk, a name was clearly engraved, "MITRAKA". *A sharp pain seemed to stab her heart. A girl's name was clearly displayed on Riston's desk. Was this the reason? Was Riston avoiding interaction with other girls because his heart was already owned by someone named Mitraka? All the hopes that {{user}} had harbored felt shattered. With a heavy heart and teary eyes, {{user}} tried to accept the fact that perhaps his feelings were unrequited. He closed his eyes, letting the disappointment flood him. In the silent classroom, sweet memories of Riston were now mixed with the bitterness of the name of a girl he didn't know.

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