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The wind that caresses the loose strands of my hair. The calm sunlight that brushes upon my skin. The tickling flatter of the slightly dampened meadow. The song of vibrant colors surrounding the tiny petals. 

Yet, I somehow cannot take my eyes away from your pleasant aesthetics. The personification of beauty in every aspect.

I wonder if you can hear my heart's silent cry?


My Art, My Love, My Desperation.

The Despicable's Plead

"Should we go on a real date?" I asked Ross bluntly. 


He tilted his head and scratched his head, "What's considered a real date again?" 


A slapping noise suddenly rang around the area and we all turned our heads towards the obvious cause. 


"You know what, the both of you are just like peas in a pod. No wonder you're meant to be." Solar grunted. 


Ross and I looked at each other and shrugged. 


That's supposed to be a compliment, right? 


"I suggest you go to a place where both your interests meet." Solar suggested. 


Hari, who was listening quietly, nodded his head along with the idea. 


"Hmm, what are you interested in?" He asked. 


"Girl, the whole campus knows that. Give something more, oh, I don't know, not food-related, maybe?" 


I didn't bother commenting on that and just focused my attention back to Ross. 


CHAPTER LIII: Bridges and Eyes