Azrael couldn't shake off the melody that lingered in his mind. The girl's music had awakened something within him.
As he walked through the campus, Azrael found himself searching for her.
In the cafeteria, he spotted Azara sitting alone, lost in thought.
Azrael approached her, his footsteps quiet.
"Mind if I join you?" he asked, his deep voice gentle.
Azara looked up, startled.
Their eyes met, and Azrael sensed a spark.
"Please, go ahead," Azara replied, her voice barely above a whisper.
Azrael sat across from her, his gaze locked onto hers.
For a moment, they simply looked at each other.
The cafeteria's noise faded into the background.
"You're the girl from the music room," Azrael stated.
Azara nodded, her cheeks flushing.
"I couldn't help but listen," Azrael continued. "Your music... it spoke to me."
Azara's eyes widened.
"No one's ever understood my music like that," she whispered.
Azrael's expression softened.
"I think I do," he said.
Their conversation flowed effortlessly, like a gentle stream.
As they talked, Azrael discovered Azara's passion for music, her dreams, and her fears.
Azara, in turn, sensed Azrael's depth, his quiet intensity.
Their connection grew stronger with each passing moment.
But as the lunch break ended, reality intruded.
Azara's phone buzzed, reminding her of her packed schedule.
"I have to go," she said, reluctantly standing up.
Azrael rose with her.
"Walk with me?" he asked.
Azara nodded.
As they strolled across campus, Azrael's presence felt reassuring.
For the first time in years, Azara felt seen.
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Stroke Of Fate
RomansaFrom darkness to light, Azrael's art reflects his soul. When Azara enters his life, colors burst forth. Together, they confront the past, fight for justice, and discover the beauty of love. A story of hope, resilience, and the transformative power o...
