Parallel Lines

"Mashafi." I didn't dare to look up because I knew the rejection was on it's a way to clench my heart again like the first time he did it, but this time it will be verbally. "Look at me."

I looked up to see he was already looking at me. His black eyes were dilated and the intensity held me in the place that I couldn't look away. He smiled sadly before speaking.

"We are like parallel lines. Close. But not enough to cross each other."

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Mashafi is a weird goofy college girl, tired of her chaotic family life, morning classes, study pressure, and expectations. Under the facade of her goofy character, she is a deprived soul, afraid of affection, commitment, abandonment, and rejection. Books and stories are the only way for her to escape her harsh reality.

Betrayal, break-up, fake friends, and semester final were chocking her to death when she met Auriv online from their school's old group. Similarities in thoughts and interests pulled them closer by time, but even two similar magnetic pole distracts each other. They aren't different. They are like two parallel lines. Close. But not enough to cross each other.

      Not Suitable For Younger Readers