Red Yarn
Chapter 3

The next day Triash woke up early, his mind was already racing with the activity of the day. He took a deep breath, spread his hands over his head before getting out of bed and heading to the bathroom. She splashed cold water on her face, combed her hair, then went to the kitchen to make a quick breakfast of toast and eggs.

As she ate, she thought about her class schedule in her head, trying to remember what tasks she had to do and what exam materials she needed to learn. He finished eating quickly, washed his dishes and placed them in the sink, before grabbing his backpack and heading out the door.

As Triash went down the stairs, he heard footsteps behind him, another person who was descending. He turned around, and saw himself face to face with his father.

His heart skipped a beat as he saw his father standing on the stairs, a stern expression on his face. He hesitated, his eyes leading to the front door, He took a deep breath, gathering his determination, before starting to descend the stairs.

His father's eyes followed his every move. He cleared his throat, but said nothing as he went down the stairs, not acknowledging his presence at all. Triash felt something uncomfortable in his throat, not knowing what to say or how to handle the situation. He stopped at the foot of the stairs, his eyes looking for clues on his father's face.

"Triash," said his father at last, his voice cold and loud, "we need to talk."

"OK, Dad. What do you want to talk about?" he asked, his voice almost whispering.

"Triash, father thinks about what happened between us," he began, his words sounding foreign on his tongue. "And I realized that I'm not yet the father you deserve. I was so caught up in my own frustration, my own disappointment, that I forgot to be the support and love you need. I'm sorry for that."

Triash's eyes glazed over at his father's words, realizing that this was the first time he had heard his father apologize for anything. He was silent for a moment, After what he felt, he raised his head and looked at his father's eyes, tears streaming down his cheeks.

"I forgive you, Father," he said, his voice almost whispering.

His father's expression changed, lines of tension and tension faded, replaced by something that looked very relieved. He pulled her into a hug, hugged her tightly and gently.

"Thank you, Triash," he whispered, his voice rough with emotion. "Thank you for forgiving me."

•••

Triash entered the classroom, sitting at his desk. His eyes scanned the room, staring at Jeera who was sitting on the other side of the room. Just as he was about to look away, he saw Adipta walking into the classroom. Triash's heart was racing at the sight of the boy.

Suddenly the bell rings, and Triash is brought back to the present as the teacher begins his morning lesson. He listens carefully, takes notes as he tries to focus on the subject being discussed and does not dwell on the complicated interpersonal relationships that seem to swirl around him.

Triash tries to focus on the subject being discussed. The other students in the class were mostly silent, taking notes and listening attentively. Only when the bell rang, signaling the end of the lesson, could Triash breathe a sigh of relief.

As the students begin packing their belongings and walking towards the door, Triash also collects his own items, and waits for jeera to have lunch together. They walked through the crowded canteen, and saw Adipta.

He saw Adipta talking to his friend. He felt his heart pounding as they got closer, not knowing what to say or how to act around him. He slowed down his pace, taking a deep breath as he tried to brace himself for it.

As he approached the group, Adipta turned around and looked at him. His eyes widened in shock for a moment, before a smile rose on his face. "Triash, nice to meet you! How's it going? Oh, hi Jeera" he exclaimed.

He stood there, feeling all eyes on him as the group waited for a response.

"I'm doing fine. How's yours?" he said his voice was almost nothing more than a whisper. Adipta nodded.

Triash and Jeera walked towards the table which was available in the cafeteria. Jeera goes first, takes a chicken sandwich and juice. Triash takes a little longer, trying to decide what he wants. He finally decided on some pasta and soda. They enjoyed the meal and after they finished eating they walked towards class.

On returning to their class, Triash's attention was drawn to the voice of his name. He turned around to see one of his teachers waving at him.

"Triash, can you come here for a moment?" the teacher asked, his voice serious.

The teacher gave him a stack of books, everything seemed new and heavy. “These are some of the books that we will use for the rest of this semester,” he explained.

He took it from the teacher, nodded and returned to his class. She saw Jeera already sitting in her chair, then she handed the books out to her friend. He walked towards Adipta's desk to give the last book.

When he turned to leave, he heard Adipta's voice calling out. "Thank you, Triash," he said, his voice soft and sincere.

Surprised by her response, she stopped and looked back at him. “Of course, Adipta,” said as he smiled back at her before leaving the Adipta table.

The final bell rings indicating the lesson is over. Triash sees Jeera has been picked up by her boyfriend, Triash is still standing there, waiting for his vehicle to arrive, he feels a hand on his shoulder. He turned to look, Adipta stood behind him, a small smile on his face. "Do you need a ride?" she asked, her voice soft and soothing.

Triash's eyes widened in shock, not expecting it to be him who would offer. "I, um, yes, if it's not too much trouble," she replied, suddenly feeling a sense of gratitude towards him.

Adipta nodded, his smile growing wider. "Not a problem at all. I just need to run and get my car fast."

He noticed Adipta when he started the car and got out of the parking lot, the sound of the engine was comfortable in his ears. They drive in silence for a few moments, each one immersed in his own thoughts, until finally Adipta breaks the silence.

"It's nice to see you again, Triash" he said, his eyes fixed on the road ahead. And Triash nodded smiling at Adipta.

They're at Triash's. He's unbuckled his seatbelt. "Thank you for driving me, Adipta" he said softly. "If you have time I'll treat you"

Then Adipta nodded "well, if so I go home first yes" he replied with a bright smile.

Adipta also plugged the gas and left Triash, then he went into the house and cleaned himself.

He thought for a moment and laid himself on the bed and took his phone to contact Jeera.

He picked up his phone and pressed down on Jeera's number, feeling his heart thump with anticipation. As Jeera picked up the phone, Triash took a deep breath and started talking.

"Jeera, today.well, you won't believe what happened today" he said excitedly.

"So I wanted to tell you that Adipta drove me home."

Jeera's voice was filled with shock. "Created? The guy from that class? What's up?"

Triash could hear the doubt in his friend's voice, and he could not help but laugh. "I know, that also feels weird to me. But he's actually very nice. He even offered to give me a ride home in the future if I needed it."

Jeera was silent for a moment, processing what Triash had just said to her. "That's actually kind of sweet. Who would have thought?"

Triash nodded, feeling the warmth in his chest. "I know, don't you think? Looks like he's not the same person you think he is."

Jeera chuckles. "Maybe not. Maybe he's just a misunderstood freak."

Triash grinned. "Maybe. But hey, at least he's a good freak, right?"

They both laughed, feeling the tension of the day subside. For the first time in a long time, Triash felt that everything would be fine.