21st March

The lost war

The class went like
This sculpture dates back to 19 B.C and it is popularly known as the last work of the famous Greek sculptor Roseinvioletin.
Here he goes, professor James giving the geography and history of this sculpture noone gives a damn about-

She shifts her eyes towards Coco who was seriously paying attention to each and every word that came out of Mr James mouth, she admired him from afare. Those blue eyes deep as a ocean, gorgeous pink lips which carved a straight line along with his rhythmic head nods, his hair was a bit messy, kinda cute, sharp jawline, a white shirt with sleeves folded upto his elbow and before she could go further she felt someone tapping her shoulders

Where's your attention miss Zoey?

"M-mr James I-I was j-just" she stuttered not knowing what to say

"Okay, assuming you were paying attention, then you must know what kind of a sculpture we are talking about, come on tell me"
Oh God! please help me. This man right here do something. Make him disappear or faint or go to the restroom for continues loose motion. Oh mann why am I thinking this rn, something is definitely wrong with me but this isn't the time I think about that, okay! this sculpture, let's guess the answer as if there's any other way to escape other than this.

"This is about maybe a w-war" I'm done. I know right away this is the wrong answer just by seeing his weird face turn weirder.

"Okay, then?" He asked gesturing her to continue with the answer.

Wait what? There's more? What do you mean 'then' ? I answered your question and I don't freaking see anything other than some dead bodies in a war sequence in this piece of sculpture. Just then Saira comes to the rescue. Zoey looks at Saira for help and she pulls out a finger heart. Huh? She is confused but its not like she has any other option so she does the same. She pulls out a finger heart to Mr James.

"Can you explain yourself a bit properly miss?"
Zoey sees Saira as she mouths L-O-V-E

"This is about love sir
Love in a war, a lost war, it is a romantic sculpture meant to be understood by only those whose eyes reflected the flames of love and life. There is a secret love hidden and buried between 2 hearts due to the so called materialistic desire of two empires. Separated by lives, those hearts were united by death."
James looked completely frozen after such a long speech by zoey. Zoey didn't know where all those words came from, such words only come when it's late at night about 1 am and she's watching the stars alone and jotting down words about life on her diary. But it was all worth since Mr James seemed speechless and impressed. Saira on the other hand was even more amazed and shocked seeing Zoey speaking without stuttering and with sheer confidence. Her eyes wide open and jaw dripping down.

"Good. Very good. Everyone note these points from Zoey later on. As she said this sculpture is indeed about love, true love and-

Tringgggg the bell went

"Okay so guess that's it for today let's discuss more about it in our next class and- he took a second to look at Zoey before going
"Good job zoey"
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"Damnnn gurl I was sooo amazed and shook btw how man how?" Saira couldn't hold her amusement

"Idk myself and without you mouthing L - O - V - E idk what nonsense I would've said" She said imitating her

"It's such a luck that you got it right, should've seen Mr James's face anyway time for a hug" Saira said literally squeezing Zoey

"Ah ahhhh someone help"
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"Are you sure, though?" She asked herself

"Yes and if I didn't say it now idk when I'll be able to- just then her inner voice interrupted

"You sure, you love him ?"

"Hmm yea" she replied with confidence

"Then let's do it, fighting" she cheered up herself. Now that Zoey is gonna propose him it was a big decision to make. Right or wrong she didn't care. All she wanted was him to know that someone out here loves him a lot, wants the best for him, wants to treasure him and will always be there for him.
Zoey went up to Coco with a letter more like a love confession letter. Although you may think it's old-school she felt it was perfect, all perfect.
Just as she reached him who was soo busy carving initials.

"C-coco?" She called. It was barely audible. All that came out of her mouth was air and no sound. Ofcourse she was nervous, hella nervous tbh . So she stood there following the path of his fingers as they carved
S

A

I

R

A
She looked up a bit at the sculpture and it read

For my love
Saira