Prologue
I still remember the day I first noticed you—
Your laughter spilling into the classroom like sunlight,
Soft, unassuming,
Yet bright enough to blind me.
That was the day everything quietly changed for me.
Not with thunder, not with fire,
But with the gentle shift of a heart
That suddenly knew it belonged elsewhere.
From that moment,
The world was split in two:
The days before you,
And every day after.
And now, as I write this,
I don’t know how the story will end.
Whether I will gather the courage to confess,
Or let my silence remain my only companion.
All I know is—
It began with you.
