Our Love Story's
Kairen and Raizel

The girl ran over, ignoring the few pairs of eyes that were looking at her strangely. His black hair was fluttering small as he moved. Obsidian Sapphire was staring at the school gate. Breath hunting. One or two he scooped up as much air because his chest was increasingly tight due to the hasty steps he took.

He breathed heavily. In her first year of high school education, she made the mistake of arriving late when all first-year students were at a ceremony. In fact, last night, his mother had warned him to wake up early to prepare as a representative of the best students in the early semester.

His gaze fell on a black-haired young man who was trying to climb up the school gate.

"Hey! Don't climb. Follow the rules that apply here!" Exclaims.

Instead of obeying, the young man only snorted softly without intending to return the gaze of the girl he was interlocuting with.

"Hey!"

Aira, the girl again sighed making the young man finally succumb. And then, it came down. Stop the action of climbing the school gate that had been done earlier to sneak into the row.

"Then? Didn't you also break the school rules by arriving late?" He asked as he approached the girl.

This time, Aira was silent.

He looked at the line of new school year students who were carrying out the ceremony in the middle of the field.

"Melvin," the man's heavy voice jolted him. Aira was glued back to a young man in front of her.

"W-what?" He stuttered.

Again, the young man ignored him and chose to climb back up the school gate. After both of his legs were completely imprinted on the ground, he stepped back to Aira to sneak into the line. However, Aira quickly held her back before she could make a move.

"Na—"

The man interrupted his sentence first. "Tell the picket teacher if 2 students are late. Melvin, and ... " Melvin glanced at his name tag. "Aira Clarabelle" he continued.

And then, he rushed away.

"Oh, Aira. Didn't you come to give a speech as a representative of the students who achieved the best grades in the first year?"

Aira turned her head and found a middle-aged woman in a white shirt with a knee-length black skirt looking at her with a knotty smile. Blonde hair is simple but impressed neat. While the face of his pajas in beautification with a thin make-up look to make it look younger. The neckline is decorated by a beautiful necklace with trinkets, the most striking of which is the emerald gem.

"Sorry," he said while looking down politely just a greeting of respect and his apology.

"Since you are the best student at the beginning of school, I will forgive you as the Headmaster. Hm ... But not next time," the woman returned a smile before then coded one of the guards to open the gate with her chin. "Then, come in."

Aira stepped towards one of the closest lines. Next to the black haired girl who was tied up single. The girl had irises as the color of ruby, deep and stunning. His eyes stared straight ahead. Want to say hello, but Aira stopped remembering this time is not the right time. Finally he decided to stay silent until then one of the teachers called his name to give a speech on the podium.

"Aira Clarabelle, as the best student representative in the entrance test, is welcome to give a short speech on the podium."

Aira took a deep breath before then stepping onto the podium, and stared back at the hundreds of pairs of eyes that were looking at her curiously. He took a breath and smiled sweetly. Then, he began his short speech and ended up getting appreciation with a roar of applause from all students and some teachers.

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The tring!

And honestly, since a long time ago, he never really had a 'good' or 'friendly' friend'. All children always avoid or revile the meaning.

That makes him sick!

They always ask him or ask him for help when the English subjects start, with a little coercion of course. When she asks for help, all of her classmates pretend to be deaf and choose to let her go.

Rubbish thing!

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Hiya!

In his mind, he wondered. There was something in him that forced him to give a response from that unknown chat message. However, half his heart refused because he did not want to feel the things that repeatedly happened to him repeated again to make him sick. Enough already he feels the bitterness of life with friends who do not even deserve to be called friends.

Risa

Wh who?

086xx5x127x

Zen. Save yes! Your name?

Risa

Risa's. Where did I get my number?

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Temporary class groups. We're in the same class.

Risa doesn't reply to him anymore. However, he still put his phone number in the contact list. Although still in doubt, but at least he did not come to give Risa a curse or curse like his other Junior High friends.

Their conversation continues. It starts with just a short talk. Zen continued question after question to him. Risa answered her question briefly and since she thought Zen was a cool and humorous child, the girl occasionally gave her a question. Even if it's a trivial question.

The girl stared at the last chat she sent. A feeling of pleasure rose up inside his chest. Heart softened. Zen had made him silently comment on a faint smile. Unknowingly, the girl stared at her phone screen expectantly—hope Zen never gets tired of responding to it.

Honestly, he felt, Zen had his own space in his heart. Successfully make him smile knot when every sentence or just a regular word appears from him.

Ironical. Risa felt comfortable with someone who even had only known her for a few minutes.

6 Minutes he waited. Waiting for Zen to send him a chat message. Risa grunting. The girl looked far away, wondering what something would be waiting for her. Is that something good? Or even bad?

His feelings are mixed. Her Iris Ruby stared deeply, implying worry and it seemed to make her a little moody. Risa closed her eyes. Trying to expel all the bad possibilities that disturbed his peace of heart. However, his little heart was hoping, that someone named Zen would greet him again. Not in the chat app. However, at school.

He opened his eyes slowly, revealing a beautiful bead that was deep and soft red at the same time. His gaze stumbled upon the specks of rain falling there. At first glance, a sense of cool and comfortable again greeted him when the smell of the forest that mingled with water passed his sense of smell.