Chapter 1: Our Beginning

Springtime, the gentle breezes wafted through, carrying the breath of a world just awakened from a long night. Truong Dan Vu High School, where every corner held the clear laughter of students, as well as innocent and pure love stories. In the classroom, the morning sun shone through the window, illuminating the old wooden desks, painting the space in gold. The fresh air seemed to be preparing for a new story, a story of hearts yet to know the worries of the world outside.

At the back of the class, where the light didn't reach much, Minh Hoang was bowing his head, engrossed in his studies. He was a poor student, which was no secret in the class. But he didn't care. Minh Hoang knew his academic ability couldn't compare to anyone else's, but there was one thing he knew for sure: "I always want to be near him." Those secret feelings he had hidden deep in his heart, only daring to dream of a day when he could stand next to Thanh Khai - the one who always made his heart race.

Thanh Khai, who sat in front of Minh Hoang, was a perfect symbol. He not only had a cold, sharp exterior but also made others feel like they were an indispensable part of his world. People often say, "Those with strong attraction are often the coldest," and Thanh Khai was living proof of that.

The whole class knew Minh Hoang secretly admired Thanh Khai, but he had never dared to admit it. Every time he met Thanh Khai's eyes, his heart beat faster, his fingers trembled, as if he couldn't control himself. But every time Thanh Khai turned to look, he would quickly turn away, afraid that a glance, a word, would reveal his feelings.

"Minh Hoang!" A startled call made Minh Hoang look up. Thanh Khai was standing in front of his desk, his deep black eyes looking at him. The whole class was silent, all eyes were on them. Suddenly, Minh Hoang felt like a little rabbit in a wolf pack.

"Did you call me?" Minh Hoang's lips moved slightly, his voice somewhat trembling, but he still tried to maintain his composure.

"Copy my notes for me." Thanh Khai gestured to his notebook, his eyes still as cold as ever, but Minh Hoang saw a strange warmth in them, as if he was sending a message that only he could understand.

Minh Hoang was stunned for a moment, then quickly nodded. He bent down, copying what Thanh Khai had written. The words were smooth and neat, just like his personality. He just kept doing as Thanh Khai asked, telling himself in his heart: Just being able to be near him is enough for me.

"Thank you." Thanh Khai said, but his voice carried an unexpected warmth. Minh Hoang couldn't believe his ears, his lips slightly curved up. It was a rare thank you from Thanh Khai, and it made his heart suddenly beat faster.

The whole class continued their work, but in Minh Hoang's heart, everything seemed to be changing. Just a small action from Thanh Khai had made him feel so happy. Minh Hoang didn't dare to dream too far into the future, but at this moment, just having him by his side, he felt like the whole world belonged to him.

Ngoc Han, sitting behind him, saw Minh Hoang's embarrassment. She chuckled softly, then turned to whisper: "You like Khai, don't you?"

Minh Hoang blushed, hurriedly turning away, but Ngoc Han continued: "I know. You don't have to hide it anymore, the whole class knows."

Minh Hoang could only manage a wry smile, not knowing how to respond. But in his heart, a strange feeling arose. He wasn't wrong to love Thanh Khai, even if it was only a one-sided love. He wouldn't give up.

The sun was high in the sky, the rays of light shining through the window, illuminating the classroom. Everything continued as usual, but for Minh Hoang, today was perhaps a special day, because it marked a new beginning in his journey of silent love. He knew that no matter how difficult it was, he would patiently wait, because this love, even if it was a lost love, was always sweet and full of hope.