Fuck

The bustling station was alive with constant noise.

It seemed as though Sam could no longer hear anyone else's voice, whether it was the anxious rapidity, the soft lingering whispers, or the bland neutrality that only left peace behind.

None of that mattered.

Because the beaming smile of the girl in front of him was enough to overshadow everything else.

The memories lodged in Sam's mind felt like the vibrant days of March when the grass grows and the orioles sing.

Everything about this girl, all their experiences, had become a part of his mind, taking residence without any prerequisites.

Even seeing this girl made Sam's lips curl into a smile, a very natural instinct.

It was an emotion he simply couldn't suppress.

Even for a moment, faced with Ava's smile and her bright, clear eyes, Sam was somewhat at a loss for words.

His pupils dilated for a few seconds before he managed to calm down.