Living Moon's Obsession : A Tale of Tangled Hearts

Part - 1 | Unveiling Emotions: From a Chance Meeting to a Glimpse of Hope"

On the 7th of April, a celebratory gathering was organized at my residence to commemorate my outstanding academic achievements. As a result, my parents extended invitations to one of my close friends, Winter, as she resides nearby, along with two of my cousins and various relatives. Additionally, middle-aged uncles from my apartment complex were also in attendance. During the event, my mother instructed me to proceed upstairs and deliver some refreshments to a certain individual named Moon, whom I had never met before, although I had overheard security guards within our apartment complex frequently mention his name. I accepted the plate of snacks from my mother's and enlisted the company of my cousin to accompany me upstairs. As we reached our destination and pressed the doorbell, a young boy answered, meeting our gaze with an expression of confusion. However, upon observing the package of snacks within my possession, he comprehended the purpose of our visit. Strangely, in that very moment, I found myself inexplicably enamored with him, captivated by his eyes. This unexpected attraction left me feeling flustered, prompting me to hastily hand over the packet to my cousin. However, he returned it to me, unknowingly amplifying my discomposure. I repeatedly exchanged the package with him before hastily retreating to my floor, overwhelmed by the intensity of my emotions. Subsequently, I experienced considerable unease throughout the duration of the party, as I had developed strong feelings for this young man. The ensuing hours were plagued with restlessness, as I grappled with uncertainty regarding the nature of my newfound infatuation.

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Nearly a month has passed since our initial encounter, and regrettably, I have not had the opportunity to lay eyes on him once more. As the calendar transitions to the month of May, specifically May 4th, my yearning to see him again intensifies. However, due to the stringent rules imposed by my parents, I find myself unable to venture beyond the confines of my home unaccompanied, even to the extent of ascending the staircase alone. This predicament leaves me at a loss, uncertain of the course of action I should take. How can I navigate this situation? I am utterly clueless. During the nights, my imagination runs wild as I envision various scenarios involving him. I find myself consumed by thoughts of this enigmatic individual and the peculiar emotions he has evoked within me. As of yet, I remain unsure whether this profound connection I feel towards him is indicative of genuine affection or merely a passing phase. However, what I do know for certain is that these sentiments are undeniably real to me.

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As the day wore on and evening arrived, I returned home from the market to find both my mom and dad absent. Typically, I would arrive home by 7:30, but today, due to election-related rallies causing significant traffic, it was already 8:21. Eager to get comfortable, I changed into my preferred attire-a loose, oversized white t-shirt adorned with cartoon animals and a brown pair of bottoms. I had braided my hair and applied some hair oil for a tidier appearance. Grabbing my phone, I noticed several missed calls from my best friend, Treasure. I promptly returned her call, and we engaged in an hour-long conversation. Suddenly, I heard the doorbell ring, prompting me to rise and answer it. Initially assuming it might be one of my parents, I was surprised to find a councillor at the door, Moon's father, to be precise. Fortunately, Moon was not present at the time, as I was dressed rather unconventionally. However, as his father conversed with me about the ongoing elections, Moon appeared from behind and positioned himself nearby. Our eyes met, and I was overwhelmed by a rush of emotions, as if I had encountered an angel. I closed the door and leaned against it, narrating the encounter to Treasure. This time, I experienced a novel sensation, as if I had been graced by the presence of someone truly special. Moon looked incredibly charming and hot at the same time, dressed in a black shirt. I couldn't help but feel regretful for not looking my best after all these months, as I always hoped he would notice me, even in the confines of my own home. I spend the night thinking "Although his outward demeanor exudes rudeness, I cannot shake the growing conviction that there is kindness within him. Despite his current and previous displays of brusqueness, a peculiar intuition tells me that beneath his rough exterior lies a genuinely compassionate nature.