Atlas' pov
I walked through the familiar corridors of my school, the hum of the bell signaling the end of the day echoing in my ears.
But my thoughts were far from the classrooms and assignments that had filled my day. Instead, they were consumed by the memory of Amelia, her laughter, and her bright eyes that had captured my attention.
As the bell rang, I hurriedly made my way to the school gate, eager to leave the premises and begin the journey back home. Every step took me closer to the possibility of seeing Amelia again, and my heart raced with anticipation.
Upon arriving home, I retreated to my room, determined to focus on my schoolwork. But my mother had other plans. She entered the room and greeted me with a warm smile, her eyes filled with curiosity and concern.
"You are home
