(Onjo's POV)
Both of us got into some random bus, and didn't even know where it would go.
It's been 10 minutes since she didn't say anything and just stared outside the window.
I glanced at her and took a huge sigh.
"I'm sorry..for what Dad did." I said, looking down on my hand.
"Enough already..It isn't your fault." She answered ,and wrapped her arms around my shoulder.
A small smile formed on my lips and asked her "Do you think your mom will ever forgive my dad?" I said, and looked at her.
She looked away from me again and looked outside "If you were her, would you?"
I was stunned by her question and realized "Oh." I said, and sighed again.
"We can't change what happened. We can just live with it." She said, making me laugh at myself.
"If you want to, go ahead. I will not live with it." I said, smiling.
"What are you going to do then?" She asked curiously.
"Run away to a place, where there's only us." I answered ,and looked at her who's eyes were shining.
She got quiet for a second and asked again "Do you think they will allow that?"
"Our parents won't. But some people might." I said, looking at her and smiled.
I saw her finally smiling ,and held my hand.
I held her hand tightly and rested my head on her shoulder.
I saw her looking at me and suddenly tucked my hair behind my ear.
I just let her do it and stole a kiss.
I saw how surprised she was and now blushing.
I smiled at her and proceeded to rest on her shoulder to sleep.
"I'm so grateful to have you." She said before resting her head on top of mine.
"Let's go get some sleep." She added, and closed her eyes also.
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We got off to the last destination which led us to the beach ,where the architecture camp was held.
We bought one bottle of water and shared it.
We slowly entered the beach, and saw no one.
I saw the poster sign and read "A zero-waste village." I said, and scoffed.
Namra who's beside me read it also and spoke "Just a place for us."
She looked at me with a smile and shouldered me.
I looked down on my hand who's still holding the empty bottle and saw a trash can from afar.
I threw it from afar and tried scoring.
But..It failed.
I heard Namra laughing quietly ,making me smile.
"Yaah, I thought you're a Baseball player.." She said, making me suddenly upset.
"Put it in the trash bin." She added, making me laugh.
"Of course, I will." I said, and cling onto her arms.
We hurriedly ran to get the bottle and pick it up.
Once she gave it to me, I tried scoring again.
But once again..I missed.
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Wrong Concern | Namra x Onjo | AOUAD
RomanceEver since they were young, Namra and Onjo's families had a deep and raging rivalry - trying to one-up each other on everything. It was almost like rivalry was passed down as a family heirloom and the two girls became rivals as well. Until... they g...