OROMA_CALVIN

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> My Heart
By ROMOBUS

Calvin and Daisy were more than just classmates—they were two hearts quietly drawn together by something deeper than friendship. Amid lecture halls and late-night study sessions, love quietly bloomed. Calvin, the calm and gentle soul, found his match in Daisy, a brilliant and guarded woman not easily swayed by charm.

But when emotions run high and unspoken fears rise to the surface, their bond is tested by the very thing that brought them together—vulnerability. As doubts creep in and decisions loom, Calvin and Daisy must decide: is love enough to quiet the voices of insecurity, or will fear tear apart what fate has built?

In a world where hearts are often broken before they are truly known, My Heart is a tender, modern love story about trust, timing, and the courage to fall—completely.

MY HEART by romobus12

The campus café buzzed softly with mid-morning chatter. Calvin and Daisy sat near the window, laptops open, notebooks spread out, coffee cooling between them. They were supposed to be observing social dynamics for their project. Instead, they watched the world through the glass, saying little.

Calvin broke the silence first. "See that couple?" He nodded toward a table by the counter.

Daisy glanced over. A guy leaned in close, talking fast with animated hands, while the girl sat back, arms crossed, her smile tight. "He's nervous. She's already made up her mind."

Calvin gave a low chuckle. "You're sharp."

She raised an eyebrow. "You're surprised?"

"No," he said honestly. "Just impressed."

Daisy tapped her pen against her notebook. "I don't do flattery."

"Good," he said, his tone steady. "I don't give it."

Their eyes met again—briefly. There was tension in it, not quite attraction, not quite resistance. Just... something.

After a pause, Daisy shifted the focus. "We should schedule our three case studies."

"Agreed," Calvin said. "One this week, one next. Presentation in four weeks?"

"Works." She wrote it down, efficient as always. "Let's be clear, though. I'm not looking for distractions."

He smiled. "I didn't think I was one."

She looked at him then—really looked. Calm eyes, confident posture, voice like quiet water. A part of her almost believed he wasn't. But she'd learned long ago that belief could be dangerous.

"I've seen how this goes," she said, more to herself than to him.

Calvin leaned back in his chair, gaze thoughtful. "Then maybe let it go differently this time."

Daisy didn't answer. She just turned back to her notes, but her fingers trembled slightly as she held the pen.

CHAPTER 2: BOUNDARIES