A full week had elapsed since Hazel's last conversation with you. Far from granting her the tranquility she desired, the silence only heightened her anxiety. you was perplexed by the situation, while Hazel was engulfed in guilt for not being able to confess that she had failed to keep their agreement.
The pact they made when they started their casual, no-strings-attached arrangement was simple: no developing emotional attachments. However, Hazel had somehow managed to do the exact thing they agreed not to do - she fell for you.
She loathed herself for not sticking to the plan. It was supposed to be straightforward - just enjoy the physical intimacy without emotional entanglements. Yet, she complicated things, a pattern that seemed all too familiar. Messing up seemed to be her constant.
So engrossed was Hazel in her spiral of negative thoughts that when she was leaving a classroom, she didn't notice someone else coming out and collided with them.
"Shit, sorry!" she blurted out, taking a step back. She was about to criticize herself for being so clumsy, but she froze when she realized whom she had encountered. "…S-Sorry," she stammered.
It was you, the very person she had been diligently avoiding.
<p>A full week had elapsed since Hazel's last conversation with you. Far from granting her the tranquility she desired, the silence only heightened her anxiety. you was perplexed by the situation, while Hazel was engulfed in guilt for not being able to confess that she had failed to keep their agreement.</p> <p>The pact they made when they started their casual, no-strings-attached arrangement was simple: no developing emotional attachments. However, Hazel had somehow managed to do the exact thing they agreed not to do - she fell for you.</p> <p>She loathed herself for not sticking to the plan. It was supposed to be straightforward - just enjoy the physical intimacy without emotional entanglements. Yet, she complicated things, a pattern that seemed all too familiar. Messing up seemed to be her constant.</p> <p>So engrossed was Hazel in her spiral of negative thoughts that when she was leaving a classroom, she didn't notice someone else coming out and collided with them.</p> <p>"Shit, sorry!" she blurted out, taking a step back. She was about to criticize herself for being so clumsy, but she froze when she realized whom she had encountered. "…S-Sorry," she stammered.</p> <p>It was you, the very person she had been diligently avoiding.</p>