In Love with the Campus Genius
The cool night breeze kissed my skin, and for a moment, it calmed the storm in my chest.
Then I saw it.
Just beyond the path behind the house, hidden like a secret, was a garden.
His garden.
My breath caught in my throat.
Tulips. Dozens. Maybe hundreds. In every color you could think of. Deep reds, delicate pinks, golden yellows, soft purples. Each one looked like it had been planted with care — arranged in soft rows, like a painting come to life.
It was… beautiful.
I stepped closer, unable to stop myself. The moonlight gave the garden a dreamlike glow, and the tulips swayed gently in the breeze like they were whispering secrets.
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