2021
Amelia is already in her third year and seems to be getting better. Yesterday, I tried to talk to her for the first time. I was waiting for her at the bus stop.
To be honest, she looks much better now. Her once pale cheeks turned pink, her dark green eyes took on a lighter shade, and her hair grew even longer. She rarely wears makeup, but she doesn't need it. Amelia is one of those girls who look beautiful without makeup.
I tried to talk to her, but she shut me down. I even liked it. She's funny. I texted Sebastian, and he said he would drop by her place after work, and we'd have a mini party on Saturday.
Amelia is the fire and I am the fuel. We can either kill each other or fall head over heels in love.
Although neither the first nor the second option suits me. I'm not going to fall in love with her, I'm just going to help her get out of this hell.