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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.

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170 Chs

Chapter "In The Stillness Of The Woods"

Hamlyn and Sheryl raced through the forest, their hurried steps crunching the undergrowth beneath them. Sheryl's face was a mix of worry and desperation.

“I can’t believe I lost it,” she muttered, her voice trembling with anxiety.

“Sheryl, slow down! You’ll hurt yourself,” Hamlyn urged, running close behind her, his concern evident in his tone.

They reached the lake, and Sheryl immediately began searching for the bracelet, her movements frantic and tinged with anxiety. Hamlyn stood a short distance away, quietly observing her increasingly desperate search.

Ten minutes passed, and Sheryl was still combing through the area, her desperation growing with every moment. As the minutes ticked by and the bracelet remained elusive, a deep sadness began to settle over her, the weight of not finding it evident in her frantic movement.

“Sheryl,” Hamlyn called out softly from behind.