The night unfolded its dark embrace as Hana bid farewell to Arisa, claiming that she had to run some errands for her mum, "Take care, Arisa," Hana's parting words lingered in the crisp night air as she disappeared into the shadows, leaving Arisa to navigate the quiet solitude.
The streets, bathed in the soft glow of lamp lights, stretched ahead of Arisa, and she began her solitary walk home. The darkness enveloped her, and the chilly air gnawed at her, seeping through the thin fabric of her jacket. Each step resonated with the rhythmic echo of her own footsteps, the only sound that dared to disrupt the tranquillity of the night.
Arisa's breath materialised in the frigid air, a testament to the winter's unrelenting hold. The starry sky overhead, a vast canvas of celestial bodies, twinkled in silent harmony. The constellations painted a story on the cosmic tapestry, captivating Arisa's gaze as she contemplated the vastness of the universe.
Amidst the quietude, Arisa found herself lost in the celestial spectacle, each shimmering star holding secrets untold. The night sky became a celestial companion, a silent confidante to the thoughts that stirred within her. The cold, though biting, carried a certain solace, a respite from the exhausting events that unfolded in the harsh light of day.
Arisa's footsteps echoed in the hushed stillness, the only audible testament to her journey through the quiet night. The glow of distant streetlights cast elongated shadows on the pavement, guiding her along the deserted road. The silence wrapped around her like a cloak, and for a moment, she relished the serenity that the night offered.
As she walked beneath the celestial expanse, Arisa's thoughts wove into the cosmic ballet above. The stars, ancient luminaries in the vast expanse of the universe, whispered tales of eternity, momentarily colliding with the problems of the present. In the gentle hush of the night, Arisa continued her solitary journey, a mere speck beneath the celestial grandeur, finding solace in the quiet moments between each step.
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As Arisa approached the crossroads, the quiet night was interrupted by the soft purr of an approaching vehicle. The sleek black design glided to a graceful halt in front of her, catching the ambient lamplight and casting an enigmatic shadow on the pavement. The vehicle exuded an air of sophistication, its contours catching the starlight in a dance of reflections.
As the backseat window silently descended, a familiar face emerged from the shadows. Thyme, his features half-veiled by the darkness, regarded Arisa with an unreadable expression. A veil of uncertainty shrouded her as she peered into the car, a silent acknowledgement passing between them.
"Thyme," she murmured, the night air carrying her words into the stillness.
He met her gaze, his eyes holding a mixture of inscrutable emotions. "Arisa," he responded, a note of acknowledgement in his voice.
The quiet lingered for a moment, and then Thyme's voice cut through the night. "Need a ride?"
Arisa hesitated, the offer hanging in the air like a delicate porcelain, as if it could be broken any second. "I'm good, thanks," she replied, her tone a blend of gratitude and reservation.
Thyme's persistent gaze bore into her, a silent plea beneath his composed exterior. "It's not safe to be wandering around at this time. Quit being stubborn and get in."
Arisa's initial scoff held a note of resistance, but the persistent chill in the air and Thyme's unwavering gaze wore down her defences. With a reluctant sigh, she gave in to the persistent concern etched in his eyes and reluctantly stepped into the sleek black car, ''Thank you, but I could've managed.''
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𝔸ℝ𝕀𝕊𝔸 (Thyme x OC)
FanfictionArisa Chirawit, the perfectionist that goes to Kocher High School dreaming of the perfect future that she will build through her education. But can she with the excess bullying and favouritism displayed by every student there? What happens when she...
