𝐒𝐮𝐚𝐝𝐚𝐝𝐞- a nostalgic longing to be near again to something or someone that is distant or that has been loved then lost. "The love that remains."
a love between a hopeless girl and a hopeless boy.
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I woke up this morning feeling like I'd rather wrestle a Griever than face Minho after yesterday's awkward moment.
Seriously, I could still feel the heat creeping up my neck when I thought about it.
It was one of those moments where everything went silent, and we just stared at each other like we were caught in a trap.
I couldn’t shake off that feeling, so I decided to avoid him like the Blades in the Maze.
As I walked through the Glade, I could see him trying to catch my eye.
He was chatting with the other boys, laughing like nothing was wrong. But the moment he turned to look at me, I quickly averted my gaze and pretended to be super interested in a pile of rocks.
What’s so fascinating about rocks anyway? I swear, I could hear him calling my name, but I just kept walking. Sorry, Minho, but I’m not in the mood for your charm today.
Later, while I was helping Newt with the supplies, I felt Minho’s presence behind me.
I could sense he was gearing up to say something, probably about our awkward moment. I turned my back to him and focused on organizing the food.
I could almost hear him sigh in frustration, but I didn’t care. I had to stick to my plan of ignoring him. It was for the best, right?
At lunch, he sat down across from me, and I could feel his eyes boring into me.
I was doing my best to concentrate on my food, but I could tell he was trying to get my attention. “Xiera,” he said, and I just shrugged and took a huge bite of my sandwich. I could feel the tension rising, but I was determined to keep my cool.
I wasn’t going to let him see how much his presence was affecting me.
As the day went on, I could see him getting more frustrated. During training (we often workout everyday with a group of builders and runners), he kept glancing my way, probably hoping I’d crack and talk to him. But nope, not today.
I was in my own little world, pretending to be focused on my training. I could hear him muttering something under his breath, but I just rolled my eyes. He should know better than to think I’d make it easy for him.
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This morning, I felt a bit less stressed about that creepy man in the woods. I mean, sure, he’s still a pale, scary creature that gives me the heebie-jeebies, but I’ve got bigger fish to fry than letting him haunt my thoughts all day.
