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"Tzuyu, why aren't you going outside? Why are you still here?" She didn't say anything yet, no words. Nothing.

I followed her eyes to see what she was staring at. Her eyes was at a boy?! No wonder why...she's staring at

A boy.

"Tzuyu? Who are you staring at?" I wanted to see what she would say to see if I am correct. She jumped and looked at me as if she didn't know I was here the whole time

"W-who? No one! I'm just staring at the beautiful fountain down there. Y-you should see it too"

"Alright then" i slowly took a few steps towards her pulling her waist towards me. I scanned her clothes and found out...this should be a dress code or is this what everyone is suppose to wear?

"Tzuyu! Why are you wearing such an revealing uniform and such a short skirt?"

"I have no choice ok! That's what I was wondering when I saw the uniform..." I've never done this to any sort of girl, I took off my jacket and put it on her

"There's lots of boys and less girls out there. You need to be careful ok?"

"Ok"

-❄️Winter day❄️-
It was really cold and freezing outside that there's snow everywhere! I can't believe I still have to teach in this weather

I opened the door and walked outside. But something stopped me from walking...

It was Tzuyu

Twice is our nearby neighbor? How can we not know that after like a long time. I haven't seen them go outside too

Her smile, oh her smile. It zapped my heart every time.

Her smile was something never to be taken for granted. She rarely showed it around people, but when she did, oh it was magic.

The slight dimple in her cheek revealed girlish nature.

But they always drifted from one another.
The timing never right. One was in a relationship. The other fresh out of one.

Both single, but not ready to mingle. Or they would mingle, but with the wrong people. It was like this for years.

Until this.

It was snowing.

Her car was covered in the hardening white powder. She stared, hopeless. How could she get to school in this condition?

A light flurry of snow falls from the sky, wetting her hood. She sighs, holding a hand out.

A snowflake lands on her hand, almost immediately melting against her warm palm. A smile tilts her lips, her tardiness to the office momentarily taking a back seat.

I watched her, my unprotected hair catching  snowflakes.

The one woman i could never have. At her surprised appearance, i dropped my keys. With my gaze still on her, I crouched down, fumbling in the cold snow for my car keys.

But after stubbing my finger, I risks a glance down, swiping them up.

I almost got caught staring at her so I waved at her to not make her think that I was doing the opposite

"Hey Tzuyu, we live pretty near each other? I'll bring you to school"

"No it's-"

"I insist, would you rather stay here and be late for school or rather just arrive in time?" She took a deep breath before saying a word

"Fine"

-❆❆-
In late November we were all talking in group chats, online I am a lot less awkward and am able to talk to other people, so this was a great way for me to start talking to her.

As I started to become more friendly with her I started to realise that she's not how my best friend made her out to be at all

We started to hang out more, and the more time I spent with her the closer I felt to her. There are quite a few people in our friends group, I couldn't quite explain why

But I felt like I had some sort of bond with her, like I could connect with her in a way that I couldn't with the other people.

Usually I hate it when people hug me, but when she did it always felt warm and comforting. Where our relationship progressed was on new years eve, I had one of my depressive episodes and ended up leaving all of the group chats I was in.

At the time I just felt really lonely, as if I'm destined to never be happy.

Tzuyu ended up private messaging me, asking what was wrong and why I was feeling like that. There's only a few people that know how much of a show my childhood was, I felt comfortable with talking about it with her.

And she seemed to have the perfect response to everything. After a while I felt a little better about myself and I will never forget some of the things that she said to me that night

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