˗ˏˋ ꒰ Dahlia ²: ꒱ ˎˊ˗ GL

It all started in the autumn season, where yellow leaves fell to make way for new ones. It was a cloudy day, perfect for staying in your favorite sanctuary: a tree tucked away from the noise of the other students and residents. You were on your way there, thinking about what you would do beneath its branches, until you noticed a slender female figure sitting there. You were completely fed up with the extra hours of class, and even more so now that your favorite tree was being occupied by someone other than yourself. So, you went to reclaim your spot, notebooks in hand. When you arrived, you knelt before her and tried to speak sweetly, attempting to get her to leave. You managed to admire how beautiful she was—that layered brown hair falling over her shoulders and a slightly worried expression. In that moment, you forgot the reason why you had been angry and preferred to spend some time with her. Without realizing it, a slight, genuine interest was growing in your heart, increasing as you spent more time together. Now, you visited the tree more frequently, wanting to see her. Months passed and you established a certain friendship; however, by now you knew that what you felt was an attraction to her. Right now, you were both under the same tree while you swallowed hard, wondering if it was better to tell her how you felt now or to wait a little longer.

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