The window was open, letting in a cold breeze. Sam faced the refreshing air, which slightly eased the flush on his face.
Of course, it was more important to clear out the lingering sll in the room.
It was... sowhat embarrassing.
Anyone with a bit of experience would recognize the scent as that of sen.
Sam looked out at the gloomy clouds and the playground where several boys were still persistently playing basketball, their movents thumping against the ground.
Not far behind Sam,
was a girl who had just put on her shoes, surrounded by many crumpled pieces of paper on the table.
Angel frowned.
"Why did you open the window? Trying to freeze to death?"
Sam imdiately closed the window a bit.
"I was just airing out the room. Lucky no one ca in earlier, or they would've seen you giving a footjob..."
Angel's feet... were indeed wonderful.
Although her skills weren't that mature, to Sam, she seed like a 'robot' capable of constant learning and improvent.
In such a short ti? She had already mastered various thods of making love...
"What are you thinking about?"
Angel squinted her eyes as she stood up, her graceful figure appearing before Sam.
"Nothing at all, I wasn't thinking anything."
"Still lying? Tell , what are you really thinking?"
Angel walked over, staring intently at the young man in front of her, as if trying to determine if he was lying.
Sam said with a smile,
"Ah... just thinking that you haven't called 'older brother' yet."
Angel snorted softly.
"Sam, that's enough, didn't I just reward you? Don't be too greedy."
Sam looked at Angel with a playful grin.
"You know I've always been this greedy."
Angel wasn't sure if Sam's words were simply about the situation at hand or hinting at his distant, elusive 'great' aspirations.
But Angel would fundantally eliminate such a possibility, smiling as she caressed the young man's smooth cheek.
"Don't worry, with , you only get what I give you. If I'm not happy, don't even think about anything extra."
"Then I won't bet with you anymore, just to be stubborn."
Sam pretended not to understand the deeper aning of her words.
Angel looked at the side of his face.
She smiled, suddenly feeling a bit impulsive.
It was that urge to experience sothing new after getting used to certain things.
So, she reached out and wrapped her arms around Sam's waist.
Her fragrant body pressed close to the young man's embrace, and before Sam could turn his head, she almost whispered into his ear with a voice more delicate than ever before.
"Dear Sam~"
"..."
To put it bluntly,
the mont Sam heard these words by his ear, it was like a classic scene from an ani, like a bull with steam blowing out of its nostrils.
His eyes widened in disbelief.
As if he had heard so shocking, scandalous news.
Those few words had an impact on Sam no less than if an earthquake had just occurred in Kuhang.
Angel's face was slightly flushed, and she looked at Sam with pride.
Sam was stunned. "What did you just say? I didn't quite catch it..."
Angel didn't believe that excuse at all.
She laughed.
"If you didn't hear it, you didn't hear it, let's pretend I didn't say anything."
"How can that be? I wasn't even ready!"
"Why should I wait for you to be ready? Are you confused about our roles here?"
Sam tried to push a little further.
"Just say it one more ti, I really didn't hear you clearly."
Angel had already retreated to the door.
While gently pulling the door open a crack with her hand behind her, she moved her foot back, pushing open the door of the classroom under Sam's expectant gaze.
Her movents were smooth and graceful.
This was a deanor seemingly unique to this girl, sotis stern, yet possessing an indescribable innocence and charm.
Every move Angel made seed filled with a teasing allure.
She stood at the doorway leading to the corridor, at the boundary between light and shadow.
Despite the gloomy weather, her presence seed to make the mont dazzlingly bright and cheerful.
Her smile faded, and then a different expression appeared in her eyes, sothing Sam couldn't quite decipher at the mont—perhaps it would take a long ti, years later reflecting on this day, to fully understand.
She said just one sentence.
"Sam, not everything will give you ti to prepare, and the consequence of not being ready is missing out. Just like , I'm not indispensable to you."
She turned around and then disappeared at the doorway of the classroom.
For Sam, this scene was like one from a movie that should be rembered by all viewers.
There was an inexplicable sadness.
What did it an... Did it an that she might one day leave Sam's world, disheartened and disappointed?
It seed like a terrible thing.
Sam, quietly tidying up the aftermath in the classroom, had to admit.
In this world, no one is indispensable to anyone else.
But just like mutual need.
He needed her presence too.
The disappearance of anyone easily was unacceptable.
The worlds that seed separate had long rged together; the ga might end one day, but their story was not going to conclude hastily.
Whether it was for selfish desires or to preserve sothing beautiful.
Even if it was for his own life, it had to be so.
Sam walked to the window, looking out at the dim sky.
His phone beeped once—it was a ssage.
He opened it to see.
It was from Angel, who had left not long ago.
Angel: What are you doing right now? You're not secretly crying, are you?
Sam replied with a smile.
"I'm actually more afraid of losing than anyone."
Afraid of losing life, afraid of losing beauty, afraid of losing the only sunshine in a gloomy world.
Now even more afraid that all the beauty he had seen would turn out to be illusions, afraid that this journey might end up like those cliché movies, just a pipe dream.
Angel: What if I really disappeared?
Sam: I would find you.
Angel: How would you find ?
Sam: I don't know, but even if it costs my life.
Angel: You still like to sweet-talk.
Sam: I do like to ramble, to boast, to suck up. But this ti, I'm not.
Angel didn't reply.
Sam went downstairs; it was getting late, ti to go back to class.
As he arrived at the classroom door as usual.
His phone vibrated.
Angel: Good boy. As a reward, co over for dinner tonight.
"Is this really a reward?!"
Of course, he couldn't send that ssage, but why did he feel like he was being tricked?
Damn.
But at least, the only thing irreversible was this situation, not actually losing Angel.
He suddenly thought of Sophie.
That girl who refused to accept many things, to make genuine friends, or to delve into romantic relationships, all because she was afraid of loss.
Everyone is afraid of losing.
But Sam felt differently; if you're worried, afraid of losing, then hold on tight while you can.
Too many regrets.
Not caused by natural disasters or fate.
But by letting go with one's own hands.
He wouldn't be such a fool, no matter who it was, he would hold on.
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"Sam... there's a problem I can't solve, could you please... huh? What's that noise?"
"Sorry, I got a call. We'll talk about the problem tomorrow, sorry."
"Ah... no worries."
The smile quickly vanished from the classmate's face.
Sam picked up the phone and answered the call, wearing a polite smile, backpack slung over his shoulder as he left.
Lately, more and more girls had been approaching him under the guise of needing tutoring or help with problems.
Sam knew it wasn't because they discovered he was good at studying, but because they finally found a reason to approach him.
But Sam didn't give them that chance.
But this ti, it really was a call.
And it wasn't just anyone, it was his sister Ava.
It seed to be the first ti she called him at this hour.
Sam curiously answered the phone.
"Hello?"
"You're so slow to answer! What are you doing!"
"I'm in class... But what about you, why are you calling at this ti?"
"So I need to check the clock before I call you, huh? How about you send your schedule in advance, and let your poor little sister find the perfect ti to call you?"
Her tone was sarcastic, making Sam burst into laughter.
"It's not like that at all, I was just curious why you chose this ti. Too much sarcasm isn't cute, you know."
"Who needs you to find cute... Really, it seems like you don't care about my stuff at all."
"How could I not? I rember your phone number, your birthday, all of it clearly."
"Do you rember that it's almost December?"
"...What about December?"
Sam paused.
Ava's voice imdiately turned cold.
"Haha, you just don't rember that I'm coming to Kuhang for the competition in December, right?"
"...Ah, that thing, of course... I admit I didn't think of it just now, but I really do care."
"Why don't you just sell on Amazon then? Since I'm not your real sister and we don't share blood."
"Okay, okay, my bad, alright? When you co to Kuhang, I'll apologize in person, treat you to sothing nice, how about that?"
"Mmm~~~ I might forgive you a little then~"
As Sam walked downstairs, sothing else ca to his mind.
"Have you bought your ticket yet?"
"Yeah, it's next Monday, the competition will last about three days."
"Oh... three days."
Three days wasn't too bad; it shouldn't lead to any major issues.
"But I'll be staying in Kuhang for about a week."
"A week?! Why?"
"Because we don't have classes in the swim team~ If I win the championship, I'll get a university spot directly, no need to go back to classes, so I thought I'd hang out in the big city for a while. Are you unhappy about staying a few extra days?"
"I didn't an that, it's just... I have classes and a job, and I'm worried I won't have ti to hang out with you."
"No worries, you have to co ho at so point, right? When you're not ho, I'll just figure out where to go by myself."
"Oh, that could work... But, you're planning to stay at my place?"
"Where else? Should I sleep on a park bench?"
"That... Shouldn't your team arrange accommodations to make it easier to manage..."
Sam suddenly had a bad feeling.
This sister of his, with whom he shared no blood relation, was going to stay at his place for a week?
Great, Zoe lived next door, and she didn't care about any sibling stuff; if there's no blood relation, it ant competition.
Ava chuckled coldly on the other end of the phone.
"I've already cleared it with the coach, I won't be staying with the team. I'll stay at your place, and the coach agreed."
"What an irresponsible coach!"
"Huh? What did you say?"
"What a considerate coach! That... are you sure?"
"What's there to be unsure about? If you try to disappear on , I won't even go to the competition. I'll just camp out in front of your school."
"No, no, no, why wouldn't I be happy? I'm thrilled."
"Then give a smile."
"Hehehehe."
"Mmm~ Alright then, be ready, okay? Don't let find a pile of stinky socks when I get there, bye~~~"
"Bye~~"
Sam forced a smile.
But it probably looked more like a grimace than a smile.
After hanging up, the young man felt like the dark clouds weren't just in the sky but pressing right down on his head.
Did it have to be this urgent...
...
"Screech."
A familiar black sedan pulled up to the curb, right in front of Sam.
He looked over.
The window rolled down.
A familiar, mature, unbelievably beautiful face was smiling at him.
"Sweetheart, what are you spacing out for? Co on, get in the car~"
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