Romances de Mark Dave Selma

It was Friday morning, and everything had returned to normal as Clara finally returned to school in good health."Clara, you're back!" exclaimed by her classmates as she stepped into the classroom. They welcomed her warmly, expressing their happiness and excitement to see her, even though she had only been absent for a day."She’s really popular, no?" Rosie remarked, casting a glance at the crowd surrounding Clara."Yeah," Leon replied, appearing uninterested as he flipped through a book that he’s reading."Good morning, everyone!" Clara greeted as she took her seat, looking well and energetic once again."Morning," they both responded in unison."I'm glad you're back, Clara," said Rosie, her expression serene as she smiled at her friend."Thank you, Rosie!" Clara replied, returning the smile before turning to Leon. "Hey, did you miss me?""Not a chance," Leon denied, slightly tilting his head in response to her question. But deep down, he was relieved that she was okay.Even during b

Leonel Grey Montero"Good morning, class," our first subject teacher greeted us as he walked to his desk at the front of the classroom."Good morning, sir," we responded in unison, standing up to greet our teacher."You may sit down," he remarked as he settled at his desk, pulling out his laptop. "First, let’s take attendance."Everyone in the class responded with a "present," raising their hands to signify their attendance. Except for one person."Is Miss Lourencia present here?" The teacher scanned the room, searching for a specific individual who was not likely to be present here."No, sir. She’s not here," a classmate replied."Ah, okay, absent," he noted.Turning to Clara’s empty desk, I couldn't help but wonder why she wasn't present in our morning class today. Her absence seemed to pique the interest of others. After all, she was that popular kind of person.The atmosphere in the classroom felt different without her. Without Clara, my school life seemed more peaceful, yet at th

"Good morning, Clara," people greeted her as she entered the classroom."Good morning," she responded with a smile, which seemed to energize those around her once again.She took her usual seat, exchanging greetings with her closest seatmates, Leon and Rosie. "Good morning, guys.""Good morning, Clara. You seem to be in a good mood today. Did something happen?" Rosie asked."Not really, it's just that the weather today is nice, innit?" Clara replied, her British accent prompting Leon to give her a questioning stare, but he decided just to shrug his shoulders then."Innit?" Clara repeated, obviously waiting for Leon to answer her question.Looking at Leon, who appeared unbothered based on his reaction, but deep down, he was troubled by the need to face this girl every single day. As the wait continued, tension built within him, so he gave in this time to at least satisfy her."Y-yeah..." he responded."Right? Like the sky is so bright that it makes the clouds look fantastic in a way!"

"Hey Rosie, I've been curious about your glasses for a while," Clara started the conversation while sitting beside Rosie."These?" Rosie pointed at her glasses. "What about them?""Are they prescription glasses?" Clara asked curiously."What do you think?" Rosie replied with an open response."Can I try them for a bit," Clara reached for Rosie's glasses and immediately put them on.Rosie smirked, knowing Clara would be surprised by how strong her prescription was. “Sure.”"Ow! What's this?!" Clara reacted as expected, squinting her eyes in frustration. "How strong are these prescription glasses?" she asked."It's actually 1.75," Rosie replied then laughed afterwards.“Ah figures.” Clara was about to give the glasses back when she noticed Leon glancing at them."Leon, can you come closer for a sec?" Clara requested. She immediately had an idea in her mind."Nope," he replied, anticipating Clara's intentions."Please, just this once," she pleaded, trying to make her eyes look cute to co

Clarina Rayne Lourencia."Go Clara, make it for the team!" people cheered me on as we faced off against the other team with just 1 point away for us to seal the victory. The game was intense and we were in a crucial moment, feeling the pressure especially because our opponent was a former representative volleyball team from our school.But the volleyball court was right in front of me, with its familiar lines marking the boundaries. I felt comfortable on the rubber wooden floor, knowing exactly where I needed to be. I had always experienced this kind of situation, therefore I know what to do.Also my teammates were by my side, giving me the support I needed. We were all working together to win. So I, Clara, was ready for this moment.Whistle blown which signaled to start the game, pointing at the other side making the opposing team to serve. As the ball flew through the air, everything seemed to slow down. I focused only on the game, ignoring everything else except for the ball. The n

Leonel Grey Montero"Leon!" I heard an older woman's voice from the kitchen, sounding like my mom."Yeah?" I replied."Can you pick up your little sister from school before you go?" she asked."Sure, but why me?""I'm kinda busy preparing lunch before she gets back home," she explained, busy as always.The good thing is I have afternoon classes while my little sister goes in the morning. At least our schedules don't clash. I headed out wearing casual clothes to fetch my little sister from school.It's usually just me, my little sister, and my mom at home since my dad often comes back late from work. But sometimes he makes up for it by spending time with us when he can.Walking down the street, I caught sight of a glass mirror in a store, causing me to pause for a moment and take the opportunity to check my reflection.Honestly, I don't quite understand why I'm popular or why some of the girls in my school like me. I just usually have my messy black hair and don't pay much attention to