The beginning of forever

14 - Plastic tulip

"Noey, I can't believe you just asked that!" I exclaimed, my cheeks flushing with a mix of embarrassment and amusement.

Nam seconded the question with a persistent look, "So, what's the verdict? Have you?"

Freen responded with a teasing smile, "Aw, come on, guys, you're making my girlfriend blush. But to answer your question... No, we haven't."

Noey couldn't hide her amusement, and, with a hint of disbelief, she remarked, "Really, Freen, you haven't? You used to move faster with your previous escapades, usually after just a day or two." She playfully teased her best friend.

Freen locked eyes with Noey, her expression growing more serious, and replied, "That's because Becky is unlike anyone else; I love her." With a warm smile, she pulled me closer. Her words carried a depth of emotion that hushed the teasing.

"Well, come to think of it," Saint chimed in with a chuckle "you have never introduced as an actual "girlfriend" before. Everyone else just clung to you and assumed!

"And I don't want to get her pregnant this early" Freen playfully quipped, injecting a moment of humor into the heartfelt atmosphere.

I playfully punched her arm with a smile in response to her comment.

Our friends erupted in laughter, some playfully rolling their eyes, while others offered warm congratulations. It was clear that our love story was no longer a secret, and the support and affection from our friends made it all the more special.

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Saint's POV

Observing my sister, Freen, as she lovingly fed her now girlfriend, Becky, I couldn't help but notice the genuine happiness that radiated from her.

It was a heartwarming sight, a testament to the love they had found in each other and the joy they brought into each other's lives.

It was a moment that filled me with hope and warmth. However, a twinge of concern remained. I couldn't help but wish fervently that this love would continue to flourish; and my sister does not let it slip away due to any impulsive actions and stupidity.

"I'm genuinely happy for you, sister," I said as I playfully nudged Freen's shoulder while we walked down the corridor back to our class.

Freen beamed, her eyes reflecting the joy in her heart, and replied, "I'm absolutely thrilled too, brother. My heart is overflowing with happiness."

"But, Saint, I need your help," Freen whispered in my ear, casting a quick glance around to ensure no one else could hear her.

Intrigued by Freen's hushed remark, I grasped her shoulder and leaned into whisper, "Alright, tell me what's going on. How can I help?"

Freen began, "Alright, here's the deal...

We continued our hushed conversation, diving into what felt like a top-secret mission, each whispered word filled with a sense of shared purpose and excitement.

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Irin's POV

"Come on, Becky, I could really use your help setting up the auditorium for the music audition," I said with an enthusiastic tone, hoping to persuade my best friend to assist me in preparing for the event.

We were in the bustling hallway of our school, and the auditorium was a hub of activity. The music audition was just around the corner, so it was a perfect ruse.

I wanted her to lead the way, and she seemed to notice, "you walk so slowly, Irin," she playfully teased, making a playful attempt to drag me forward.

However, I had a specific reason for wanting Becky to be in the lead as we entered the auditorium. It was part of our carefully thought-out plan for setting up the place.