Dark Night

Dark Night

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WpMetadataNoticeLast published Sun, Feb 25, 2024
"Why....Why are you like this?" She finally shouted, as tears started to bream out of her eyes. The girl looked at her, unknown of what to reply. "I guess, I'm like this" She replied, with an expressionless face, that showed thousands of emotions, and Guilt was one of them. The girl scoffed at her response. "Sorry" She whispered it out, enough for that girl to hear. The girl widened her eyes as she heard the words coming out of her lips as a whisper. "W..What?" She stuttered out. The girl just walked towards her room, leaving her alone in the dark room in the dark night, filled with thoughts and thousands of emotions that crosses her mind.
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Autistic Lisa Manoban had never been ordinary. She was brilliant but misunderstood, soft-spoken yet unshakably steady. Her stutter made her a target of whispers, her routines and quiet habits made her seem distant. For years, she thought those things meant she would always stand apart, never quite belonging to anyone. Jennie Kim was the queen bee of Kim University. Sharp, fearless, adored and feared in equal measure. Her name carried power in every hallway, her gaze could silence a crowd. To most, Jennie was untouchable - too high above to be reached, too fierce to be tamed. But what no one expected was that the queen bee's gaze would fall on the quiet, autistic professor. And stay there. Lisa still tapped her fingers against the desk, a rhythm that calmed her when the world felt too loud. She still stumbled on words sometimes, still needed space when everything grew overwhelming. But none of it made Jennie step back. Instead, Jennie leaned closer, wrapping her arms around her from behind, pressing her chin lightly against Lisa's shoulder as if to say: you are safe with me. "Still tapping," Jennie whispered with a small smirk, her voice carrying the same playfulness it always did when she teased her. Lisa's lips curved, shy but steady. For once, she didn't look away. For once, she let herself believe. Because the queen bee had chosen her - not despite her autism, but with it. Because Jennie Kim saw her fully: vulnerable, strong, different, perfect. In the end, it wasn't the power of the queen or the brilliance of the professor that mattered. It was simply this: the way Jennie saw Lisa. And the way Lisa finally believed she deserved to be seen. LISA GIP SKIP IF YOUR UNCOMFORTABLE

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