Fierce in appearance but a gentle, soft soul at heart, Y/n carries a dual nature that often leads others to misunderstand her true character. Her father, recognizing the toll this has taken on her, convinces Y/n to move to the serene island of Pulau...
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Ais walked home, the sun setting on the horizon casting a warm, golden hue across the neighborhood. The aroma of curry puffs wafted up from the container he carried, the warmth seeping through his fingers. He couldn't resist; he popped the lid open and took one out. The first bite was divine—the flaky, crumbly pastry giving way to a rich, savory, spicy filling that melted in his mouth. He couldn't help but smile, thinking of Y/n's soft demeanor. It was such a stark contrast to her intimidating appearance, much like those memes: "Looks like they can kill you, is actually a cinnamon roll." Each bite reminded him of Y/n's struggles today. Poor girl wanted friends, only to scare them off with her expression. She had many misfortunes that seemed to be timed badly in a comedic way. He snort at the thought, shaking his head slightly.
"She really is something else," he murmured to himself, finishing off the curry puff.
He ate another curry puff as he continued his journey, each bite making him feel even more content. The night was calm, with the moon casting a gentle glow over the quiet streets. As he neared home, Ais suddenly felt a pressing urge to pee. The amount of tea he drank earlier at Y/n's place must be catching up with him. He quickened his pace, trying to maintain a calm exterior but feeling the urgency grow with each step. By the time he reached his house, he was practically jogging. He knocked briskly on the front door, and shifted his weight from one foot to the other, trying to manage his discomfort while waiting. The door swung open to reveal Gempa, who raised an eyebrow at his younger brother's flustered state. Without a word, Ais thrust the container of curry puffs into Gempa's arms and bolted past him.
"Nature calls!" he shouted over his shoulder, sprinting up the stairs.
Gempa watched him go, bewildered but amused. Shaking his head, he closed the door and turned the lock. The warm container in his hands emitted an irresistible scent, catching his attention. Curiosity piqued, he lifted the lid slightly and inhaled deeply. The smell was mouthwatering, unmistakably fresh curry puffs.
"Where did Ais get these? Surely he didn't spend all his savings on curry puffs." he wondered aloud, making his way to the dining room.
The dining room was abuzz with chatter and laughter. Tok Aba sat at the head of the table, his stern but kind eyes observing the lively scene. Taufan, Duri, and Blaze were in the midst of a spirited debate about their favorite video game characters, their voices overlapping in enthusiastic bursts. Solar, ever the intellectual, was engrossed in a science book even while eating, his fork moving almost autonomously to his mouth.
