Ahmed helps Misaki(part14)

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Ahmed left the office, the sound of the door slowly closing behind him.

But inside, he could still hear the echo of her trembling breaths,

Her tears he hadn't found time to dry,

And her voice, which moments of fear had not allowed to be spoken.

He hastened his steps towards that corner...

The corner that was surrounded by the world's harshness,

But he wanted it to be a refuge for her, not a trap.

And when he arrived,

His heart stopped for a moment.

Misaki...

She was lying on the ground, as if shock had drained the last of her strength.

Her face was pale, her body still,

And her headphones, not on her ears,

Indicated that she had only been listening...

To fear.

Ahmed knelt beside her, unable to hide his distress.

He gently reached out his hand to her shoulder and shook her:

Ahmed (anxiously):

"Misaki! Misaki! Are you alright?"

But silence was her answer...

A silence heavier than any reply,

Sharper than any wound.

He stared at her face,

Then carefully placed his hand behind her head.

He leaned closer, listening to her breaths...

Yes, she was still breathing, but weakly.

He looked around; there was no one.

The courtyard was almost empty,

And the bells had already announced the end of the day...

The end of a day for everyone,

But for Ahmed, it was the beginning of something...

The beginning of a responsibility, the beginning of a bond...

The beginning of two hearts pulled by fate onto the same path, without permission.

And without hesitation,

He extended his arms and gently lifted her.

Her lightness surprised him...

As if she were a girl made of feathers and worry.

He looked at her face again,

Then walked with her towards the school gate.

Everyone had left.

His eyes fixed forward,

Taking her tenderly and gently to his home.

But his heart was somewhere else...

With her.

The wind carried strands of her hair to his shoulder,

And the setting sun reflected on her pale cheeks,

As if bidding them farewell... for another story to begin.