Short Stories
If we meet again
The train zoomed by, and I caught a glimpse of his face across the platform—wavy hair, glasses, rosy cheeks. Even if it was for a split second, I recognized that...
If we meet again
The train zoomed by, and I caught a glimpse of his face across the platform—wavy hair, glasses, rosy cheeks. Even if it was for a split second, I recognized that...
Confession
Has it been a long time? I asked him. We both sat in the empty classroom. Um. He nodded. I really wanted to tell him—tell him about my unrequited love....
Confession
Has it been a long time? I asked him. We both sat in the empty classroom. Um. He nodded. I really wanted to tell him—tell him about my unrequited love....