Semua Bab Love and the shadows of legacy: Bab 1 - Bab 8

Gabrielle Park stood in the school corridor, feeling a mix of nerves and excitement in her stomach. The hallway buzzed with laughter and chatter, sounds that bounced off the high ceilings and narrow walls. It was a far cry from the small-town school she had come from, where the most remarkable thing was a well-worn publication board covered in crumpled brochures, old gum, and drawings from aspiring artists. Her big brown eyes took in the crowd of neatly dressed students around her, wearing sharp maroon blazers with the school logo, knee-length skirts, and shiny shoes that sparkled under the gentle light. She felt out of place, like a lily among roses, standing out in a world filled with privilege and status. Even those not in uniforms wore clothes that highlighted how different they were from her. Her simple plaid dress and knitted cardigan, gifted by her grandmother, made her feel even more separate from the effortlessly stylish students who seemed to have everything handed to t

The next day, the first-year students had to assemble in the school hall and wait for instructions about what they could and couldn't do when they left the school grounds. The headmaster stepped onto the stage, and the entire hall fell silent, you could hear a pin drop. He cleared his throat and looked around the hall with a serious expression. "Welcome, first-year students!" Headmaster Hawthorne's strong voice cut through the soft chatter, capturing everyone's attention right away. Gabrielle instinctively sat up straighter, tucking a loose strand of hair behind her ear as she focused on the podium at the front. "As some of you may already know, I am Mr. Forbes, the headmaster of this esteemed school." The Headmaster went on speaking, but Gabrielle's eyes drifted to Tyler McClellan, who stood beside him as the student body president. With his messy dark hair and striking blue eyes, he had an effortless charm that made people turn their heads and whisper. His confident p

After a long day filled with excitement and discovery, Gabrielle entered her small but comfortable room. The walls were painted a gentle cream color and decorated with a few posters on Emma’s side that reflected her elegance and youth. In contrast, Gabrielle's pale, bare walls revealed the simplicity of her own personality. As she unpacked her school uniform and other necessities, Gabrielle realized Emma had not yet come back. Lost in thought, she pondered how vast the world was and how small she felt walking through those glamorous streets. Even inside her room, she sensed that she didn’t quite belong. “Will I make it through this?” she wondered, as the lively energy that had carried her through the day shifted to a quiet uncertainty while she folded her blazer and hung it neatly in the closet. Gabrielle took a long shower, letting the steam wrap around her like a warm hug. As the water washed away the stress from the day, memories of the first-year assembly flooded her mind,

Damien Morgan leaned against the wall of the locker room, a towel draped around his neck, his post-practice adrenaline still surging through his veins. Soccer practice had just ended, but instead of the usual high of competition, he found himself staring into nothingness, his mind far away. The rhythmic clatter of lockers opening and closing and the camaraderie of his teammates faded into a dull backdrop, merely white noise to an overwhelming thought that had taken root in his mind, Gabrielle Park.How annoying it was. That fiery confrontation with the curly-haired girl replayed in his mind, over and over like a broken record, pulling him into her world. Her bright hazel eyes, vibrant with indignation, and that untamed mass of curls bouncing with every passionate word tugged at something inside him. It was strange, an odd sense of warmth filled him whenever he thought of her, and that warmth made him uneasy. This wasn’t how things were supposed to be for him.He shook his head, attemp