"The Heart's Last Battle"

"Shattered Dreams, Endless Love"

"My story is about love, happiness, and good memories, but it also includes some horrible memories, sadness, and the most important part—war. The protagonist
young person, finds love in a time of uncertainty. They share beautiful moments together, creating memories that will last a lifetime. However, their happiness is interrupted when war comes into their lives. The couple is forced to face difficult decisions, and through the chaos, they learn the value of staying together, even in the hardest of times.

This story shows that finding the right partner can help you stay strong and find your way in life. It teaches that love is not just about the good moments, but also about supporting each other through the bad times. When the world feels uncertain, love can guide you and make you feel less lonely. By finding someone who shares your dreams and fears, you can face the future with hope."
Rayn: "Hurry, get all the instruments ready for the operation! There's a lot of blood, and she's slipping away. The patient’s unconscious—what’s her name?"
Nurse: "Her name is Luna."
Rayn: "Luna…" He whispered her name, his voice cracking. The pressure in the operating theater was unbearable as he fought to hold back tears. His hands trembled as he prepared to save her, knowing time was running out.
After the operation, Rayn felt a wave of panic hit him. His heart raced, and without thinking, he rushed to his cabin. Inside, his eyes fell on the photographs scattered across his desk—memories of Luna. He picked up a picture of her, his hands shaking, and tears welled up in his eyes.

Jackson: "Rayn, please stop. It’s not your fault. It was just an accident. You didn’t do anything wrong. Why are you still thinking about Luna like this? She’s just… a mistake."

Rayn: "A mistake?" His voice cracked as he spoke. "Luna was my heart. My everything. How can you say she was just a mistake? We’re doctors, Jackson! I was supposed to save her. I lost her—she’s gone because of me. I couldn’t protect her… I couldn’t keep her safe." His tears fell freely as the weight of his guilt crushed him.

Jackson: "Rayn, you’re not thinking clearly. You didn’t kill her. It was an accident, Rayn. Just an accident."

Rayn: "No, Jackson, it’s not just an accident. I failed her. I was supposed to be her protector, and instead, I… I took her life." His voice trembled with the ache of love lost, the pain of knowing he couldn't undo what had been done.

Rayan: "Back in school, I was the typical bad boy, always causing trouble and not caring about anything. She was completely different. Luna was so quiet, never speaking to anyone. I was in the 8th grade, and she was just a 6th grader. But something about her caught my attention.

It all started when I saw her one day—feeding a stray cat in the corner of the school yard. I watched from a distance, hiding behind the basketball court, pretending to play, but my eyes kept drifting back to her. At first, I didn't think much of it. I didn’t like her or even care, really. She didn’t talk to anyone, always keeping to herself. But her eyes… they told stories I couldn’t understand.

There was also something strange. A boy was always by her side—he wasn’t in our school, but I knew he was in the same tuition class. I didn't know who he was, but every time I saw them together, something about it made me feel uneasy. Who was he? And why did Luna always seem so distant, like there was something more beneath the surface?"
Rayan: "I was known as the crazy boy in school, always the troublemaker, but I was also the most popular. First in class, always winning in basketball and swimming. Every year, on the last day of school before summer vacation, I’d be drowning in trophies and medals. No one could beat me. My name was always at the top.

But there was one girl who could. Luna. She wasn't in the same competition as me, but she was the one who always stole the spotlight when it came to academics and swimming. She was the top student, and no one could touch her grades.

I remember the day her name was called out during the prize ceremony. 'Luna Davis.' She was always so quiet, head down, never looking at anyone, and when she went up to collect her prize, she barely acknowledged anyone. I was sitting in the front row, along with a few teachers, when I noticed something strange.

For the first time, she slowly raised her head and looked at me. Her blue eyes met mine, and for a brief moment, I saw something I couldn’t describe. She quickly dropped her head again and walked away.

But my heart… it started beating fast, and I didn’t know why. I had never felt that way before, not even with my girlfriend. What was it about her? I never looked at any girl like that.

I turned around to see if she was still there. And when I looked back, her eyes were on me again, but this time she seemed scared, as if she was afraid of what she had just done. She quickly lowered her head again, like she was trying to hide her feelings.

I couldn’t help but laugh. Why was I even paying attention to her? I never spoke to her in my school life, but something about that moment—about Luna—had changed everything.

Destiny, it seemed, had a funny way of playing games with you."