Chris’s gentle pace cast shadows over the historical photos of the older warriors that hang majestically on the wall of the old building the high school possesses. This painting holds significant cruciality that Chris adores, a portrait of selfless souls who fight with claws and minds till we reach this phase, and yet these students won't understand.

Each year- decades, Chris couldn’t help but notice that the average knowledge possessed by each student did not meet the standards of his expectations, the country depends on the future heirs, yet these lazy asses of people didn’t give a single mind that their country was standing tall because of the predecessor they couldn’t even recognize, the fight that almost loses their significant meaning on their little heads. Chris gloved fingers twitched against his sides.

The afternoon sun casts a golden light on his pale skin, Chris feels like he’ll melt like chocolate underneath the glazing desert air. He would have been at his home by now after a whole day out fulfilling his duty. But the commander had told him otherwise. Restraining a heavy grunt, he stopped near the entrance of the certain class. The teacher stood on her heels, a perturbed posture evidenced by the way she unconsciously avoided his eyes. He huffed silently; sting perfume tickled his nostrils from the woman before him.

When Chris entered the classroom, his dull eyes scanned the whole scene before him. The students quietly behaved despite the chaotic surroundings. His fingers grazed against one another just above his neat uniform when suddenly a glimpse of light captured his eyes—a new twilight grazing over the glossy strands of cotton hair belonging to a new arrival.

Chris’s body stood frozen like time didn’t exist itself. It was as if heaven had decided to drop diamonds among the dull world when he saw her—the grace she possessed, the flawless evidence of maturity that captured his attention immediately. She was a young woman, a blooming flower, a graceful creature that twisted something inside him he thought long dormant.