As the class rolled on, I was really getting into my studies, diving deep into the whole academic vibe. But then, out of the blue, I felt this gentle nudge, like the universe saying, "Hey, check this out."

So, I looked up, and there she was, this girl sitting upfront. Her eyes, this warm brown hue, caught mine in a kind of mesmerizing way.

I found myself just staring at her, totally caught off guard by this unexpected connection. Her eyes just grabbed all my attention, and man, my heart was racing like it was trying to win a marathon. I'm pretty sure she felt the same way... It wasn't like I hadn't seen pretty eyes before, but there was just something very special about hers, you know? I just couldn't stop looking at her; it was like her eyes had cast a spell on me or something.

And then, without saying a word, she subtly pointed to my pen on the floor and gestured to pick it up.

It might sound simple, but in that moment, it felt like there was this unspoken understanding between us, you know? Like a little spark in the midst of a regular day.

"Memories You Can Never Forget" is all about the love story of Hamlyn Hasegawa, the brainiac of high school, and Sheryl Shinohara. Their lives took a whole new turn one ordinary day at school when their eyes locked, setting off a chain of events that would stay etched in their memories forever. Come along on this rollercoaster of Love and Hate, Loyalty and Betrayal, Joy and Tears.

Memories You Can Never Forget

After the festival, the group made their way back to their rented house, Hamlyn sat quietly in the car. He glanced to his right, where Sheryl slept soundly, her head gently resting on his shoulder. A warm smile graced Hamlyn’s lips as he watched her serene, peaceful slumber. 


Noticing a few stray strands of her hair resting on her face, he gently brushed them aside with the tips of his fingers. Gently, he placed his hand on her cheek feeling the warmth of her skin beneath his touch, and smiled affectionately at the sight of her tranquillity. 


Turning his gaze back infront, Hamlyn's expression shifted to one of disappointment as he looked to his left and saw Fredy's peculiar sleeping posture with his head slumped against Hamlyn's left shoulder. 


With a slight grimace, Hamlyn turned his attention to Hamond, who was driving the car. "Hamond, I hope you're not too exhausted?" he asked. 


"None at all, I'm good. We're nearly back," Hamond reassured. 


Chapter "Boy's Night Out"