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Memories You Can Never Forget

As the class rolled on, I was really getting into my studies, diving deep into the whole academic vibe. But then, out of the blue, I felt this gentle nudge, like the universe saying, "Hey, check this out." So, I looked up, and there she was, this girl sitting upfront. Her eyes, this warm brown hue, caught mine in a kind of mesmerizing way. I found myself just staring at her, totally caught off guard by this unexpected connection. Her eyes just grabbed all my attention, and man, my heart was racing like it was trying to win a marathon. I'm pretty sure she felt the same way... It wasn't like I hadn't seen pretty eyes before, but there was just something very special about hers, you know? I just couldn't stop looking at her; it was like her eyes had cast a spell on me or something. And then, without saying a word, she subtly pointed to my pen on the floor and gestured to pick it up. It might sound simple, but in that moment, it felt like there was this unspoken understanding between us, you know? Like a little spark in the midst of a regular day. "Memories You Can Never Forget" is all about the love story of Hamlyn Hasegawa, the brainiac of high school, and Sheryl Shinohara. Their lives took a whole new turn one ordinary day at school when their eyes locked, setting off a chain of events that would stay etched in their memories forever. Come along on this rollercoaster of Love and Hate, Loyalty and Betrayal, Joy and Tears.

Hamzix Verse · Urban
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177 Chs

Chapter "Hands Off My Friends""

Daigo's eyes widened in disbelief, as every member of the red evil gang stopped laughing.

A deep silence settled over the scene as Ruby and Rurina gazed at the figure with eyes widened in astonishment.

The bat was stopped in mid-swing by a hand wrapped in a crepe bandage, revealing Hamlyn Hasegawa standing tall.

His presence drew all eyes to him, instantly bringing an end to the chaos.

Hamlyn let go of the bat and walks towards Sheryl, walking past Daigo completely ignoring his presence.

As he knelt before her, Hamlyn and Sheryl locked eyes, a silent communication flowing between them.

With gentle hands, Hamlyn brushed her hair back from her face, cupping her cheeks tenderly. Sheryl's tear-filled eyes met his. With blood staining her lips, Hamlyn then brushes Sheryl's blood with his thumb, spreading it across his palm and clenching it into a fist.