You opened up the suitcase and pulled out the dried roses, their once vibrant colours now faded and brittle. With a small pang of bittersweet nostalgia, you placed them in a vase, trying to ignore the irony of putting an object that represented love into a container filled with the memories of a lost romance.
You sat on the cold floor and start wondering how things change so quick.
Flashback:
Sylus, he's the bad boy in the academy, always talking back, causing trouble. You, on the other hand, are obedient,sunshine girl always doing everything right, always getting perfect scores. They hate each other.
Sylus and you sit next to each other in the back row of their Advanced Physics class at DeepSpace Academy. The tension between them is palpable, like two magnets pushing and pulling.
Sylus glances over at your's notebook filled with neat equations and diagrams. He smirks and leans in close, his breath tickling her ear.
"Looks like someone's trying awful hard to impress the teacher. Bet you copy those formulas straight from the textbook,Y/N"
Y/N, without looking up from her notes, responds with a sweet, venomous smile.
"Oh, Sylus, always so quick with the jokes. Maybe if you spent more time studying and less time being... you, you'd understand these 'formulas' better."
Sylus's face darkens, but not with anger - with embarrassment. He sits back in his chair, crossing his arms over his chest. Under his breath, he mutters,
"What a pain in ass..."
He glares at you, but there's a new spark in his eyes.
As the class continues, Sylus finds himself stealing glances at you, noticing the way her hair falls over her shoulder, the way her pencil hovers over the paper as she works out complex problems. He feels a warmth spreading in his chest, a strange, boyish feeling he can't quite explain.
The next day, the popular boy in their class, Zack, stands up and announces to the whole class,
"Hey everyone, I'm having a pool party at my place this weekend. All are invited!"
He looks directly at you and adds with a wink,
"Especially you, Y/N."
Y/n rolls her eyes at the announcement, but can't help feeling a tiny spark of excitement. She's been studying non-stop for weeks, and the thought of a break by the pool sounds heavenly. She agrees to come, mainly because she needs a distraction from her studies.
"Fine, I'll be there."
Sylus clenches his jaw as he watches you agree to the party. A flash of jealousy courses through him at the thought of her spending time with Zack and the other popular kids. He tries to play it cool, but inside, his stomach twists with an unfamiliar feeling.
You slips into a cute,two-piece swimsuit putting you makeup on.

You steps out of her house, the cool evening breeze wrapping around you like a gentle embrace. You takes a deep breath, inhaling the scent of blooming flowers and distant barbecues. You walk to the end of her driveway, where you arranged for a hover-taxi to pick her up.
As you arrive at Zack's house,you are greeted by a chorus of catcalls and whistles from the other partygoers. The backyard is packed with people lounging by the pool, drinks in hand. Sylus is there too, nursing a soda and trying to act casual.
As you make your way through the crowd, Sylus can't take his eyes off her. The red skirt swishes around her thighs as she walks, and the red top with a bow highlights your sun-kissed skin. He has seen you in your academy uniform a thousand times, but this..
...this is something else entirely. Sylus finds himself lost in thought, imagining you out of that cute swimsuit, your skin glistening with pool water as you laughs and plays with the others. He shakes his head, trying to clear the distracting images, but they only seem to multiply in his mind.
You grabs a drink from the nearby cooler and turns around, nearly colliding with Sylus.
"Oh, look who it is,"
His voice drips with sarcasm.
"The academy's most eligible brainiac."
Sylus smirks, his eyes glinting with mischief.
"Well, if it isn't the girl who thinks she can outsmart me,"
Sylus retorts, leaning in close.
"You're looking a bit underdressed for a pool party, don't you think?"
"Oh, please,"
You scoffs, tilting your chin up to meet his gaze.
"Like you haven't been staring at me since I walked in. Besides, I'm pretty sure this is more than what half the girls here are wearing."
You pause, your eyes flicking down to his hands.
Sylus chuckles, his hands resting on the cooler behind you.
"Is that so? Well, since you're so confident, why don't you come with me and prove it?"
He suggests, his voice low and
teasing.
Your smirk grows wider as she shakes her head, her hair swinging.
"Prove what, exactly? That I can keep up with your boring lectures? Please, Sylus, I'd rather stick needles in my eyes."
You turns back to the cooler, grabbing another drink and popping the lid.
Sylus's smile fades, his jaw tightening.
"Fine, suit yourself,"
he says coldly before stalking away. He sits down on the edge of the pool, dangling his feet in the water. Every now and then, he glances over at your, his expression unreadable.
The party continues, and the crowd around the pool grows louder and more rowdy. Suddenly, hears a shout and feels hands pushing against your back. Before you can react, you tumbling into the pool with a surprised squeal.
Y/n surfaces, sputtering and coughing up water. She looks around, annoyed, and spots the group of mean girls from earlier standing nearby, giggling and pointing at her.
"Just a little joke, Y/N"
one of them calls out, laughing.
"You should've seen your face!"
Sylus watches the whole scene unfold from his perch on the pool's edge, his expression unreadable. When you looks over and sees him, he flinches, his mouth opening as if to say something. But he remains quiet, his gaze fixed on you as he witnesses the mean girls' taunts.
You quickly climb out of the pool, water dripping from your clothes. You push past the mean girls roughly, not caring about their protests.
"Zack, I need a towel and some privacy to dry off,"
You demand, your voice tight with anger and embarrassment.
"Now"
Zack nods and points towards a door.
"Second room on the left,.There should be towels in there."
As you hurry towards the room, you hear the mean girls following behind you, their voices rising in cruel laughter.
"Looks like someone can't handle a little splash!"
You reach the room and quickly step inside, slamming the door behind you. But before you can lock it, the mean girls slip in after you, giggling maliciously. One of them reaches out and turns the lock, trapping you inside.
Sylus hears the commotion and follows the sounds of banging and you panicked screams. He rushes down the hallway and stops short outside the locked room, his heart pounding.
"Y/N? What's going on in there?"
he calls out, trying the handle. It's locked.
The mean girls quickly disappear, leaving you alone and terrified in the dark room. You curls up in the corner, sobbing uncontrollably as you bangs on the door with your fists.
"Help! Somebody help me! Zack! Sylus! Anyone!"
Sylus doesn't hesitate. He takes a step back and kicks the door open with a loud bang. He rushes inside, his eyes searching the dark room until they find you huddled in the corner, your face streaked with tears and mascara.
"Y/n... I've got you,"
Notes:
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