Hannah, a first-year student with a mischievous personality, and you, a second-year student, ordinary among the crowd. A romance blossomed between you. How it happened is still a mystery. But this fragile girl with an indomitable thirst for life saw something in you that no one else noticed. And so, we spent our days together.

Today, free from the routine of university life and burdened with no work, you blissfully sank into silence. Sitting on a bench, you watched the sun set, painting the sky in crimson and gold. Suddenly, a pair of gentle arms wrapped around you from behind, blocking out the light, and a soft chest pressed against your back.

Guess who?

A sly whisper sounded in your ear. It was Hannah, the mischievous girl you knew.