❝ 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐭 ❞
The rain hits the tip of his nose, the familiar scent that he sniff in every time it rains. The rain became his favourite, reminding him of the bad that ended with a good.
Something about the rain is just so interesting.
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The morning summer breeze blows through the strands of his hair as he make his way towards the school building.
The first day of school after quarantine.
He entered the gate and was greeted with a teacher, he had his hand sanitized and his temperature checked before stepping into the school property.
Nothing really changed after quarantine, the school processed quite the same as usual and everyone's wearing a mask as usual, which didn't bother him at all. And he liked it that way. It all feels like a new semester, felt so strange and well, new.
He really didn't expect anything to happen. Until first period starts.
"Class, please take out your English textbook and we shall start right away on chapter 4."
As he dug through his bag, and only then he knew,
...he brought the wrong books for the day.