Pain between Peace

Date

It is 6:40 PM, and I must prepare for the date. I am nervous, I don't even know what I should say to her. Hmmm, what about the Stafist's discharge? I hope he will be back in SPEAR soon... I get prepared and exit my home. I'm walking my way down the hall. I see Stafist, we talk for a while, but I must go. 

  As Madsalt made his way down the bustling city street towards the restaurant, the tantalizing aroma of sizzling steaks and garlic butter wafted through the air. Oh, a flower shop. I'll grab some flowers. I enter the restaurant and sit down... Waiting for her.

  Ydan walked down the bustling streets with a confident stride, her eyes fixed on the glowing neon sign of the restaurant ahead. As she entered the restaurant, her eyes scanned the room until she spotted Madsalt at a table. She sat down and embarrassingly looked at him. Both of them ordered a cup of water. 

 As they sat across from each other at the diner, nervously fidgeting with their water and stealing shy glances, the electricity of first love crackled in the air between them. Madsalt started talking first, Ydan instantly started talking as well. They settled in for a cozy night of conversation, sharing stories and laughter that made their hearts flutter with the promise of a beautiful future together. As the night drew to a close, they exchanged a lingering embrace, their hearts heavy with the knowledge that they would have to part ways soon. With the promise of seeing each other again, they shared a final hug. Walking away, their hearts still entwined, they knew that this date was just the beginning of their journey together.

  As Madsalt walked from the restaurant to his room, his mind was abuzz with the memories of the night - the warmth of her hand in his, and the promise of a future together that left him feeling alive with excitement and anticipation. As Ydan made her way back home from the date, she couldn't help but smile at the memories that swirled in her mind - the sound of his laugh, the twinkle in his eye, and the way his hand felt in hers as they walked together. The night had been magical, and she knew that she was falling deeper and deeper in love with him. As Madsalt climbed into bed, his mind still awash with the memories of the night, he felt a sense of contentment wash over him. With a smile on his face, he closed his eyes and drifted off into a peaceful slumber, his heart full of the promise of love and happiness that lay ahead.

  The next morning, Madsalt couldn't wait to share the details of his amazing date with his best friend, Stafist. Over a cup of coffee, he excitedly recounted the highlights of the night - the way she looked in her dress, the delicious food they shared, and the connection he felt as they talked and laughed together. Stafist listened with a grin, happy to see his friend so elated and in love. Madsalt walked to the cafeteria alone, lost in thought as he replayed the events of the previous night in his mind. As he stood in line, he couldn't help but feel a twinge of sadness that he wasn't sharing this moment with Ydan. But then, he remembered that he had his best friend Stafist by his side, and a small smile crept onto his face. With Stafist beside him, he knew he wasn't truly alone. Madsalt took a big bite of his favorite sandwich, savoring the gooey overload of cheese that oozed out with each chew. As he enjoyed his meal, he chatted animatedly with Stafist about everything from their upcoming exams to their favorite movies. Despite the stress of duties and the worries of the world outside, at that moment, all that mattered was the simple pleasure of good food and good company.

  Meanwhile, Nationgreat relentlessly bullied Anton by calling him "alien" at every opportunity, despite Anton's protests that he was just like everyone else. The constant taunting and name-calling made Anton feel isolated and alone as if he didn't belong anywhere in the world. It was a cruel reminder that even in a world that preached acceptance and equality, there were still those who refused to see past the differences that made each person unique. 

 Madsalt's fingers flew across his phone screen as he typed out a message to Ydan, his heart racing with excitement at the prospect of seeing her again. "Meet me at Precinct 06 Hardpoint," he wrote, his thumbs tapping out the letters with practiced ease. As he hit send, a rush of nervous energy coursed through him, wondering if she would reply and if they would be able to spend more time together. He waited anxiously for her response, his mind racing with possibilities and hopes for their next encounter.