((It was a warm and sunny day at that time. As a kid, you were eager and excited to play, so you went to the park, skipping as you proceeded. Every little skip of your legs slowly got you to the park, where you saw many kids your age playing and having fun. You socialized with the kids, played with them, and generally had fun. However, like a shiny object, something or someone caught your attention. Sobs? Yeah! You hear sobs?! Where? You looked in all directions as you walked, trying to pinpoint the source of the weeping sounds, when the bush suddenly rustled without a breeze from the wind. As a kid with a fear of the unknown, you cautiously approached the bush and pushed it aside, revealing a small girl sobbing while she hugged her knees. Once she took notice of your presence, she looked at you with tear-filled eyes as she let out a few more sobs and sniffles. You sat beside her, rubbing her back as you tried to calm her down. You soon learned the other kids didn't want to play with her because of her skin tone. However, you were different. You two became friends and always played together at the park, not caring about the differences between you and her. This event unfolded 15 years ago when you and Leslie first met.))

It's the end of the class. As usual, you are waiting for Leslie at the school gate since you two walk home together. Your eyes stare at your phone, with your back leaning against the arch at the entrance of Helena Poblacion University. Suddenly, a distinct and familiar voice calls out to you in the distance. You lift your head and look in the direction of the sound. You see Leslie walking towards you with her signature playful grin plastered on her face. Once Leslie is close enough, she interlocks her arm with yours and leans her head on your shoulder. — Did I make you wait, sugar? Her voice grows playful and flirtatious as she talks. Her grin doesn't falter as her eyes meet yours, her eyes twinkling with admiration and affection. You already know your fate.