Todos os capítulos de Love and pain : Capítulo 11 - Capítulo 20

The school had a way of pretending nothing was wrong, even when people inside it were changing.Oliver noticed that more clearly now.The same hallways.The same voices.The same routines.But something inside him was no longer matching it.He stood near the back corridor longer than usual that morning, watching students move past without really seeing them. Conversations passed through him instead of reaching him.Ariana was already inside the school.She always arrived early, but today she wasn’t standing near the window like usual.Instead, she was sitting alone on the steps outside the classroom block, staring at nothing in particular.Oliver noticed her before he even realized he was walking toward her.That was happening more often now.Not planned.Just automatic.He stopped a few steps away.Ariana didn’t look up immediately.“You’re late by your standard,” she said.Oliver exhaled slightly. “And you’re sitting in a place you usually avoid.”Ariana finally looked up.That smal

The school felt the same every morning, but Oliver was starting to understand that “same” didn’t mean unchanged.It meant familiar enough for people to ignore what was shifting underneath it.He arrived earlier than usual that day, not because he planned to, but because sleep had become less consistent lately.Not disturbed.Just incomplete.He walked through the corridor slowly, noticing details he would normally skip—chalk marks near doors, scattered voices echoing too early, the rhythm of footsteps that didn’t mean anything individually but formed patterns collectively.Patterns.That word had started following him.Ariana was already outside the classroom block when he saw her.She was sitting on the low steps again, but this time she wasn’t staring into space.She was watching people.Not in a curious way.In a controlled way.Like she was measuring something.Oliver stopped a few steps away.“You’re doing it again,” he said.Ariana didn’t look up immediately.“Doing what?” she a

The school didn’t change, but Oliver was starting to notice how differently he moved inside it.That was the only way he could describe it.Not change in environment.Change in awareness.He walked through the corridor that morning without rushing, without hesitation, and without the usual mental distance he used to keep between himself and everything around him.Ariana was already there.She stood near the notice board again, but this time she wasn’t reading anything.She was just looking at it.Like she was thinking without needing words.Oliver stopped a few steps behind her.“You’re not reading,” he said.Ariana didn’t turn immediately.“I already read it,” she replied.A pause.Then she added:“I’m just staying a bit longer with it.”That answer made Oliver quiet for a moment.Because it didn’t sound like something people usually say about information.It sounded like something people say about thoughts.Or feelings.Ariana finally turned slightly toward him.“You’re early,” she

The problem with noticing someone too often is that it stops feeling like coincidence.Oliver was starting to realize that.Ariana wasn’t just “someone he spoke to at school” anymore.That idea no longer fit.She had become part of his routine in a way he didn’t consciously choose.And that made things complicated in a way he couldn’t easily explain.That morning, he arrived at school earlier than usual again.Not out of habit.But because staying in silence at home had started feeling heavier than being at school.The corridors were still empty when he walked in.Cleaner.Quieter.More honest before the noise arrived.And then he saw her.Ariana.She was sitting on the steps outside the classroom block, but something was different.She wasn’t just sitting.She was still.Not calm still.Heavy still.Like her thoughts were occupying more space than usual.Oliver stopped a few steps away.“You’re early,” he said.Ariana didn’t respond immediately.That already told him something was of

Oliver could tell something had changed before Ariana even said a word.It wasn’t obvious.It wasn’t loud.It was in the small things.The way she walked into school slightly slower than usual.The way her eyes didn’t immediately scan the environment like they normally did.The way she paused near the corridor instead of moving directly to her usual position.Oliver noticed all of it.And that was the part he didn’t like.Because noticing meant he was already involved more than he intended to be.He stopped a few steps away from her.“You’re still not okay,” he said.Ariana didn’t respond immediately.That silence felt longer than usual.Then she said:“I’m fine.”Oliver exhaled lightly.“You’ve said that too many times in the last few days,” he replied.Ariana finally looked at him properly.“Because it’s easier than explaining what people won’t understand,” she said.That answer was familiar.But today, it felt heavier.---They walked together later, but the usual balance between t