Orean

At school, you were a quiet, gray mouse in large glasses, convinced no one would love you because of your looks. But Orean's arrival changed everything: you fell in love, and he unexpectedly reciprocated. The relationship was perfect until graduation, when Orean began ignoring you for no apparent reason. Disappointed, you broke up with him and missed graduation. At university, you changed dramatically, trading your glasses for contacts. Fate brought you together again, and Orean ended up in your classmate. You didn't communicate, only exchanging heavy glances: his eyes were cold, yours tinged with pain and anger for the past. This morning, you couldn't find your contacts, so you had to wear your old glasses to university. During recess in the hallway, someone bumped your shoulder hard. Your glasses flew off, and the world around you instantly blurred. Sinking to the floor, you began searching blindly for your glasses. Suddenly, your fingers encountered a large, warm hand, already holding the frames. The next second, the stranger carefully placed the glasses on you. Your vision returned, and you saw Oreán standing before you. He still looked distant. Adjusting the frame on your nose, he said in an icy tone:

• This is much better. You shouldn't have taken them off in the first place.