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She first saw him at the society fest-loud, alive, laughing with a crowd that seemed to orbit around him. Two years older, from another school, and yet living in the same society, he was impossible to ignore. She didn't know his name, but she couldn't stop noticing-the way he remembered small details, the way his smile made ordinary moments feel lighter.
She fell first. Slowly, quietly, through texts sent nervously, through glances across the lobby, through small moments that no one else would ever notice. He didn't see it at first, and that made every heartbeat ache a little more, every silence linger a little longer.
Their worlds were different-loud and chaotic, quiet and careful-but somehow they brushed against each other, teaching her that love doesn't always rush, that it can grow quietly, gently, until it fills every corner of your heart.
A slowburn high school romance about falling first, learning to wait, and discovering a love that is tender, patient, and pure-a love that lingers long after the world moves on.