The Fake Love

Chapter 1

"Why You Didn't tell me at the first place" Alvarist said. We gonna be back at that part

"Today was a normal day at school," Alvarist mused, leaning back in his chair. As a popular and Strong student, he was well-liked by his peers and respected by his teachers. The usual hum of chatter filled the classroom until the teacher's voice cut through the noise.

"Attention, everyone. We have a new student joining us today," the teacher announced.

Excitement rippled through the room as everyone turned their eyes to the door. The anticipation was palpable. Finally, the door swung open, and a girl walked in. The silence that followed was almost deafening, a rare occurrence usually reserved for exams.

The girl stood at the front of the class, her posture confident yet approachable. "Hey there, lovely people! It's a pleasure to meet you all. My name is Arselia, and I'm proud to say that I hail from Ukraine. How's everyone doing today?"

Her introduction was met with enthusiastic applause, not just for her warm demeanor but also for her impressive command of English. Arselia's fluency was remarkable, and it left a strong impression on her new classmates.

As the teacher directed Arselia to her seat, she found herself sitting directly behind Alvarist. She wanted to talk to him, but shyness held her back. Throughout the lesson, Alvarist seemed lost in thought, an air of mystery surrounding him. This was unusual for the normally lively and enthusiastic student.

The next day, Alvarist was nowhere to be found. His friends were extremely worried, and their concern grew with each passing hour. Alvarist had been suffering from an intense headache and stomachache the day before, which he knew was always a bad omen. He feared something terrible was going to happen.

As the days went by, Arselia couldn't help but worry about Alvarist. She anxiously waited for his return, her mind filled with questions. Was he ill? Had he been injured? Had he changed his mind about their plans? She began to blame herself for his absence, even though she knew it was irrational.

Finally, after what felt like an eternity, Alvarist returned to class. The air was thick with curiosity as everyone wanted to know where he had been and what had happened. However, Alvarist's attention was solely focused on Arselia.

As Arselia sat in class, she noticed Alvarist rushing towards her with an air of urgency. Her heart raced as she prepared for the worst, but as Alvarist approached, she realized that he was relieved about something entirely different. She relaxed, blending in with the rest of her classmates, not giving the situation much thought.

After class, Arselia found herself alone with Alvarist. She couldn't shake the feeling that something was still off.

"Hello, may I ask you something?" Arselia said hesitantly.

"Well, yeah," Alvarist responded, his tone gentle.

"I was too worried that I was the reason for your illness. Do I bother you in any way?"

"No, no, you don't. I love that you support me. You are very kind to people, and at the same time, too shy. You have helped me a lot to get back into the rhythm of my lessons. So, I just wanted to thank you."

"Oh, it's not a big deal." She checked the clock and added, "Oh, I need to go, or I will be late. Bye."

"Bye."

Alvarist experienced a unique feeling towards Arselia, which he considered special. However, he was hesitant to act on it because he did not know her well enough to trust her. He was very selective when it came to trusting people, and no one had ever gained his trust completely. Despite his desire to keep Arselia close, he decided to hold back his feelings until he could be certain of her intentions and character.

The days went by smoothly, with no major interruptions or changes in routine. However, things took a turn when the teacher announced that a new student had joined the class. Everyone was curious and excited to meet the new students and learn more about them. It was a happy and exciting time, but also a little nerve-wracking as everyone wondered how the new student would fit in and what their personality would be like.

A confident and outgoing boy named Chad entered the classroom. His presence immediately drew attention, especially from the girls. However, there was a hint of disappointment among them; they had hoped for another girl. As Arselia was not present, Chad did not have the opportunity to see her.

The following day, Arselia noticed Chad talking to her best friend. Intrigued and slightly concerned, she pulled her friend aside, and they went to the restroom to talk.

"What's wrong? Who's that guy? I've never seen you talk to boys before," Arselia asked, her voice tinged with curiosity.

"He's the new guy from yesterday. Oh, you weren't there," her friend replied nonchalantly. "By the way, why are you talking with him when you never talked with any of our classmates?"

"Don't try to change the subject. Why are you talking to him when you never talk to any of our classmates?"

"I don't know why. When I find out, I'll tell you," her best friend said with a shrug before leaving the restroom.

Back in class, Alvarist couldn't help but notice the interactions between Chad and Arselia's friend. It stirred something inside him, a mixture of curiosity and jealousy. He didn't understand why he felt this way, but he knew he needed to sort out his feelings.

Later that day, Alvarist found himself sitting alone in the school's courtyard, lost in thought. He wondered about Arselia, about Chad, and about his own emotions. The arrival of new students always brought a whirlwind of change, and Alvarist wasn't sure how to navigate it.

Arselia, on the other hand, was struggling with her own feelings. She found herself thinking about Alvarist more than she cared to admit. His sudden absence and mysterious demeanor intrigued her, and she wanted to get to know him better. But she was also drawn to Chad's confident nature, which was a stark contrast to Alvarist's quiet intensity.

Determined to understand her own emotions, Arselia decided to approach Alvarist. She found him in the courtyard, sitting under a large oak tree, his expression distant.

"Mind if I join you?" Arselia asked softly.

Alvarist looked up, surprised but pleased. "Sure, have a seat."

For a while, they sat in comfortable silence, simply enjoying each other's company. Finally, Arselia broke the silence.

"I noticed you were deep in thought earlier. Everything okay?"

Alvarist sighed, running a hand through his hair. "I've just had a lot on my mind lately. Family stuff, school stuff... you know how it is."

Arselia nodded, her eyes full of empathy. "I get it. If you ever need someone to talk to, I'm here."

Alvarist smiled a genuine smile that reached his eyes. "Thanks, Arselia. That means a lot."

Until the next Chapter