Tragedic love

A beautiful memory of first love, a field trip with friends on a ferry with lots of laughter, gossiping girl's night, and peaceful sleep. Later the morning comes had breakfast and didn't know that this was our last breakfast with our loved ones midst of the ocean holding hands and leaning on the shoulder of my first love was like butterflies in my stomach. suddenly, there was a sound that was scarier than my school bell, and the darkness was all around and the fear of death holds tightened our hearts where we couldn't speak even a word.