You thought, everything ends there?
Even though we aren't classmates we still communicate after that class. He openly tells me that he's willing to help me if I encounter any problems of course this is purely about academics. Which I immediately grab even with the task I'm familiar with, I still seek for his help so that we could spend some time together.
Days, week, months had passed. We grew closer to each other and become friends.
I guess I finally understand what my mom usually tells me about choosing friends.
There's a saying that tell me who your friends are and I'll tell you who you are .
And by now you could probably tell who I became. :)
Recently I joined science organization from our school and participates in some contest related to it. I didn't notice that the time I spent with him brings me to love science and brings me closer to fall deeper to him.
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Days won't passed without us meeting inside the campus. despite our conflict schedules we never failed to share how our day went over a cup of iced coffee that we became our favorite.
I learned more about him. As I thought.
He grew up in religious family who strictly adheres to catholic faith. They're very welcoming. I usually spend my Saturdays to their house after class. And there we play his favorite soccer game, Study and solve the problem they failed to solved inside the class, we sometimes watched movies to and he likes sci-fi ofcourse.
I love everything about him.
how he could balance his life. From a academic, to his hobbies, family matters and unforseen problems. Even me ,he never failed to ask how's my day.Looking at him I could say that this is just more than a merely crush that I once felt when I first met him.
I think I'm in love.
That day I reminisce the times where I found my self on the task that I do not really have interest on, but i enjoy it because I was doing it, if not with him, I'm doing it for him.
Do you think he feels the same way like I do?
Hmm. I don't know !
Because i wasn't able to ask.
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Muted hearts
Teen Fiction"The most painful words are those that are never spoken and the most devastating wounds are the ones that never heal." - Unknown