Continuous flow

Aron POV

"Sara, show me your quiz result." I looked at her with curiosity. I would like to know the outcome of her quiz.

"Aaron, I didn't participate in the quiz." She concealed her phone behind her hips.

"I know you completed the quiz, so don't lie to me." I attempted to take her phone.

"No, I didn't complete the test." She ran towards the door to keep her phone out of my reach.

I am sure she failed the quiz; that's why she didn't show me her result. I wish she had also passed the quiz and had feelings for me. I grinned as I considered the quiz questions. Each and every question on the quiz made me think of her. Now I understand what she was trying to make me explain about love.

I didn't know I had feelings for her at the time, so I tried to be friends with her. I now know why I am attracted to her and not other women. The more I think about the quiz questions, the more doubts I eliminate. I wanted to tell her how I felt, but I'm not sure how to break the news to her that I've fallen in love. I'm not sure how to tell her how much I love her, because this is the first time I've experienced it.

I fear that she will reject my love proposal in the same way she rejected my friendship. I would be unable to handle the hurt if she turned me down for her love.

Oh god, why am I thinking negatively without even trying? I must first admit my feelings. Thinking about her caused an odd tingling sensation across my body. I have never experienced such joy in my life.

After watching the Korean drama, I discovered a lot of romantic information. But one kdrama won't teach me how to tell her how I feel. I need to watch more Korean dramas to fully grasp the art of expressing love to my lover. However, it will take so long; I need to let her know how I feel very soon. My feelings for her are too strong to suppress.

Why don't I accept her help?

It's a great idea to ask her for advice on how to express love to our partner. She does a fantastic job explaining everything. I adore her ability to simplify complex concepts for me.

"What are you doing, Sara?" In the study room, I noticed her sitting by herself.

"I'm recording my poetry, Aron." She replied to me.

"What? Are you also a poet, then?" I looked at her in confusion. I don't have any idea that she writes poetry as well.

"I run a podcast." She smiled when she saw me.

"Sara, you truly are incredible." My attraction to her increased even more. Through her podcast, she publicly shared her thoughts with the entire world, and I find it difficult to explain my feelings to her. It's incredible. She is unique in every way. I found each and everything about her very special.

"Sara, what's the name of your podcast?"

"Continuous flow." She opened the laptop screen and showed me her podcast channel.

"What a lovely name! Wow! How did you come to decide on this podcast name?" My curiosity to learn about her grew even more the moment I realized my feelings for her.

"I chose this name for my podcast because, just like a river, my life also flows. When I compare my life to the flow of a river, I find that it bears a striking resemblance. Like a river flowing, I lived my life despite numerous obstacles and difficulties. I encountered as many individuals as a river, but because my target was far away, I never stopped in the middle of my journey. To reach my ocean, I must travel kilometers like a river."

Her eyes sparkled as she glanced at her podcast channel.

"Sara, tell me about your objectives and desired destination."

I never discussed my life's objectives and motivations with anyone. To reach my goal, I, too, have a lot of dreams and visions, but I've never talked to anyone about them. I've never encountered someone with whom I can honestly discuss my aspirations and life's ambitions.

"Aaron, I aspire to be the voice that resonates with everyone. All of us have a ton of emotions hidden deep within us, but we are unable to express them publicly because of societal stigma or other problems. As a result, I want to use my podcast to communicate all of those emotions so that when listeners hear from their hearts through it, they will feel relieved."

Her dream caught me off guard.

I assumed that writing erotic novels was the extent of her creativity. I had no idea she had such a broad perspective. I was embarrassed by my way of thinking and by how I had underestimated her talent.

"Sara, I apologize for demeaning you for being a creative person. I thought you could only write erotic novels." Despite my ego's resistance, I made a conscious effort to apologize.

"You already know that I did not choose to write erotic novels. I chose to write those books to make money."Her menstrual cycle caused her to become emotional again.

"It's okay, Sara; we often have to make decisions in life that we don't particularly want to."

"Humm,"She nodded.

"Could you explain how you record your poetry?" I made an effort to distract her, as I could tell she was going to tear up.

"Of course, I recorded the poetry and am now searching for the perfect background music to accompany it.

You know that good background music enhances poetry's beauty." Her delight was reflected in her eyes.

Her mood swings, and her enthusiasm for her creative endeavors made me grin. I assisted her in choosing the soundtrack for her poetry. I never notice how quickly time passes while we are together. It's midnight, and I've been with her since afternoon.

I didn't consider having sex with her once during these hours. I enjoyed talking to her, recording poems with her, and watching and discussing kdramas. Her presence profoundly altered me. I never imagined that a woman could have such a profound effect on me.

"Sara, could you please help me out?" I suddenly realized I wanted her assistance in expressing my love for her.

"Yes, please let me know." With a spoonful of rice in her mouth, she answered me.

"Could you please write a poem for me that helps me confess my love for her?" I cast a hopeful glance at her.

"What? You want me to assist you in telling your partner how you feel." Her eyes grew wide with surprise.

"Indeed." I nodded.

"Aaron, since I have no idea what your feelings were for her, how can I possibly express them in my poetry?" She declined to assist me.

Help me, Sara, please." I glanced at her, hoping that she would once again get my profound sentiments without my having to express them.