Meanwhile, Sarang stood near the gate, her eyes lifting to her wristwatch every few seconds. The street outside their house was quiet except for the occasional passing vehicle, and each distant engine sound made her heart jump slightly in anticipation. Ten minutes had already passed since the bus was supposed to arrive. Her fingers tightened around her phone as she considered calling the school teacher. Just as she unlocked the screen, a familiar horn echoed down the road. She froze.
The school bus came into view, turning the corner slowly. The tension in her shoulders melted instantly. She hadn’t realized how tightly she had been holding herself together until that moment.
Hi, I’m Taevya. Writing has always been my way of understanding emotions and exploring the complexities of relationships. I love telling stories about people who are imperfect, passionate, and trying to find their way through life’s twists and turns. My stories often revolve around love, misunderstandings, and the kind of connections that challenge and change us. I believe in creating characters who feel real and crafting moments that make you laugh, cry, and maybe even see a little of yourself in them. Thank you for being here and sharing this journey with me. I hope my stories bring you as much joy and inspiration as they bring me.
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