(Two years ago)
I rode my bicycle to campus, where the air was filled with the enchanting presence of falling petals. The traffic lights changed to red, and the sounds of honking cars underscored the rhythm of a typical day.
Upon arriving, I secured my bike and made my way through the hallways, where the laughter and chatter of students created an enduring atmosphere of camaraderie. Eventually, I reached my locker, gathered my books and notes, and felt a wave of apprehension wash over me as I prepared for the day ahead.
"Minho!" I called out, feeling the warmth spread across my chest. "Han!" he said, smiling softly. We walked to our classes together. The day felt long, and finally, when the bell rang, students rushed toward the gates.
I remembered that Minho wanted me to meet him at the beach beforehand. I quickly gathered my things and hurried on my bike. The sun was setting, and the clouds moved constantly, while cherry blossoms drifted through the air, swirling around me.
Finally, I parked my bike and walked down the stairs to the sand. There sat Minho, a blanket spread out on the shore, as the sun set over the water. My heart raced at the sight of him, and I couldn't help but smile. Before rushing to him, I pulled him into an embrace that caused us both to fall onto the sand, and we laughed together. Smiles widened on our faces.