was Ben.
Luisa: "Ah... y-yes, why not."
At the same time, David and Ben spoke together—
David & Ben: "Is he your boyfriend?"
Luisa froze.
Luisa: "Ah—no, no, no! No one is my boyfriend here—"
She laughed awkwardly, her words tumbling over each other.
Luisa (thinking): What am I even saying...?
David quickly cleared the air.
David: "No, I'm not her boyfriend. We were just talking."
Ben, glancing at his phone, replied calmly—
Ben: "Oh... I see."
David smiled politely and extended his hand.
David: "By the way, my name is David. Nice to meet you."
Ben: "Nice to meet you. I'm Ben."
Luisa blinked, surprised.
Luisa: "Wow... you guys are getting along."
They continued eating, but Luisa soon noticed something.
Ben was barely touching his food.
His eyes were fixed on his phone, fingers typing rapidly, his expression tense and worried.
Luisa (thinking): What happened? Why does he look so troubled?
Suddenly, Ben's phone rang.
Ben: "Hello?"
He stood up immediately.
Ben: "Sorry, guys. I have to take this."
Before Luisa could even respond, he was gone—
not even finishing his goodbye.
After lunch, Luisa and David walked quietly through the corridor.
Back in class, Luisa sat studying,
but her eyes kept drifting toward Ben.
Ben looked... different now.
Calm.
Almost happy.
Who was that call from? she wondered.
Classes ended.
It was a rainy evening.
Luisa left for house, holding an umbrella, walking toward the bus stop as rain pattered softly around her.
Luisa (thinking):
Does Ben really have a girlfriend?
Yeah... of course he would.
He's handsome... and kind...
She stopped walking.
Luisa (thinking):
Then why does my heart feel so heavy...
So... hurt?
Suddenly—
A car sped past too fast.
Water splashed up from the road, about to soak her completely—
But a hand grabbed her arm, pulling her back.
Someone stepped in front of her, shielding her from the splash.
Luisa gasped, terrified, and tightly closed her eyes.
A voice reached her through the rain.
"Hey... are you okay?"
Luisa slowly opened her eyes.
The guy standing before her was half-soaked, rain dripping from his hair.
And it was—