Rhythm🩷Adelaide Story
A story of unrequited love and determination. A tale of perseverance, vulnerability, and the transformative power of love as they navigate the journey of breaking down the walls and discovering the warmth hidden within the icy...
The next day, Gulf and Tyronne returned home, the newest member of their family. The bond between Ada and Rhythm's family grew stronger, as did Ada's relationship with Rhythm. Two weeks had passed since then, and their closeness blossomed further. Ada never expected Rhythm to have such a soft, caring, and protective side. Rhythm's attention to him was something Ada never thought he'd experience, and he found himself basking in the warmth of it. Even Sunoo was delighted for his friend, noticing how Ada glowed with happiness.
As for Olivia—Rhythm's classmate and the only person who had once tolerated his cold demeanor—she was currently overseas dealing with family matters. For now, Ada and Rhythm were back at Rhythm's house. His family was overjoyed to see Ada always by Rhythm's side, a fact that Ada couldn't help but find heartwarming.
At this moment, they were in Rhythm's room—Ada's first time stepping into this private space. He couldn't help but admire the room's neatness and Rhythm's perfectionist style. The soft blue tones, quiet ambiance, and meticulously arranged bookshelves all screamed Rhythm's personality.
"Are you okay?" Rhythm asked, noticing Ada's distracted gaze.
Ada nodded quickly, sitting on the edge of the bed. "Uh... Rhy..." Ada hesitated, unsure how to phrase his discomfort. "Can we study in the study room instead? I mean..."
"Why? Aren't you comfortable here?" Rhythm's worried expression was evident, and Ada felt guilty for making him feel that way.
"No, I mean, this is your room, and I don't want to invade your space. What if—"
Rhythm laughed softly, cutting him off. "Why would they get mad? This is my room... and soon, yours too." His last words were barely a whisper.
"Huh?" Ada looked at him, confused.
"Nothing," Rhythm replied, his tone casual now. "Look, they're happy you're here. Especially my dad, right? So don't worry. It's not like we're doing anything wrong. Or... are you worried we will?" Rhythm smirked teasingly.
Ada choked on his own breath, blushing furiously at the implication. He nodded stiffly, unable to look Rhythm in the eye.
"Cute," Rhythm muttered under his breath, smirking even more when he noticed Ada's flushed face.
"I'll just take a quick shower, and then we can get started," Rhythm said, leaving Ada alone in the room.
As Rhythm showered, Ada stood and began curiously exploring the space. It was immaculate, from the bookshelves to the drawers to the decorative pieces. But then, something caught his eye—a slightly ajar drawer.
Without meaning to, Ada peeked inside and froze. His breath hitched as he pulled out a small notebook. It opened to the first page, which contained a list—his list. His eyes filled with tears as he scanned the familiar handwriting. Each item was checked off, one by one.
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