My First Love — Episode 2: Puff-Puff & Promises
He was waiting at the gate. Same uniform, same smile, two bags of puff-puff steaming in his hands.
“One is mine,” he said, handing me the smaller bag. “The other is for the girl who writes messy.”
We sat on the low wall. Rain still falling. He stole my puff-puff when I wasn’t looking. I stole it back.
“You’re fast,” he laughed. “For someone who loses notebooks.”
“You’re slow,” I teased. “For someone who finds them.”
Silence for 3 seconds. Then he bumped my shoulder. “So… same time tomorrow?”
My heart did that stupid jump. I nodded. Couldn’t speak.
He stood up, dusted his uniform. “Good. I hate eating puff-puff alone.”
As he walked away, he turned back once. “Don’t lose anything else, okay?”
I didn’t lose the notebook again.
But I think I lost my heart right there.
End of Episode 2
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