Lucy's POV:
Hey! Here I am again—back in these boring classes that drag on until 4 PM. Ugh!
Seven hours a day at school... sounds like torture, right?
But hey, it's all for a better future—at least, that's what I keep telling myself.
So here I am, sitting on the bench as usual after the New Year vacation, when a newly admitted boy named Sam walks into the classroom. He has this mischievous spark in his eyes, the kind that screams "trouble" in bold letters.
Honestly, that first year wasn't anything special. I didn't catch any feelings for Sam. Nope. Instead, my heart betrayed me by developing a silly little crush on another guy—Luca.
He was cute. So cute, I fell for him without even knowing what kind of person he truly was.
One day, I was sitting alone in the classroom, just minding my own business, when someone walked in and came over to me.
He leaned in and whispered, "What happened?"
I looked up—and there he was. Luca.
My heart skipped a beat. I thought, Does he like me too?
Time flew by, and he kept dropping these little hints—smiles, glances, gestures. But were they real? Or just my imagination playing tricks on me?
I remember once, he had these gorgeous 3D stickers—everyone wanted them. He refused to give them to anyone else but handed one to me, saying, "You can keep it."
I couldn't help but hope... but soon, I learned the truth.
Turns out, he was flirty with everyone. Later, he even started acting out—probably influenced by the wrong crowd. It hurt. A lot.
My heart felt heavy—for a whole year.
Then came the pandemic.
COVID-19 spread across the globe. Everything shut down—schools, offices, life itself. We went into lockdown. Quarantine became our new reality.
And just like that, I didn't see him again for almost two years.but it was just an infatuation but nothing.
No goodbyes. No closure. Just distance and silence.
But during one of those long, lonely nights, something unexpected happened.
I dreamt of Sam.
We were sitting together, laughing and chatting like we had known each other forever. There was something so natural about it—so warm. The way he looked at me, the way our words flowed... it felt like we were a couple, completely lost in our own little world.
My heart felt so full in that dream.
And then—I woke up.
My heart was pounding like crazy. I lay there in the dark, breathless, wondering, Why Sam? Why now?