First Test
383 Words
A month passed.
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I had learned enough.
Or at least—
I thought I had.
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Patterns.
Reactions.
Timing.
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All that was left…
was to try it.
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From the start, someone was already on my mind.
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Roseline.
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She was quiet.
Not the kind that avoided people—
just the kind people didn’t notice.
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The type you recognize by face…
but barely by name.
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I knew of her.
That was all.
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She was a class below me.
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Always on her own.
Maybe one or two people around her sometimes—
but most of the time, she was alone.
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And that made her stand out.
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Not in a loud way.
But in a way you only notice when you’re paying attention.
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She had a calm presence.
Soft.
Unbothered.
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And she was beautiful.
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Not the kind people talked about openly—
but the kind you notice more the longer you look.
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I told myself she was the right choice.
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Easy to approach.
Low risk.
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If things went wrong—
it wouldn’t spread far.
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That’s how I justified it.
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But when it came down to it—
I hesitated.
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More than I expected.
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It wasn’t fear of her.
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It was fear of failing.
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And something else.
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Something quieter.
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A part of me that didn’t fully agree with what I was about to do.
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For a moment—
I almost stopped.
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But then—
I remembered.
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That feeling.
That night.
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The pain.
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And just like that—
everything else faded.
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This was the first step.
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I had already decided.
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So I moved.
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I saw her where she usually was.
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Under the tree near the gym.
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Sitting alone.
Reading.
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It was calm.
Too calm.
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I walked toward her.
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Each step felt louder than it should have.
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But I didn’t stop.
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When I got close enough—
she looked up.
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And for a second—
our eyes met.
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No reaction.
No recognition.
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Just… awareness.
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I kept it simple.
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“Hey.”
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That was it.
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Nothing planned.
Nothing complicated.
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Just the beginning.
- Writer
