Midnight.
In the room next to a man and woman arguing and cursing at each other, a boy stood quietly by the window, listening to their heated quarrel, his heart full of disgust.
He tightened the schoolbag slung over one shoulder and cast one last look at the house filled with noise and chaos.
His hands trembled slightly, his brow furrowed, as though he were struggling to say goodbye to his past.
Then he resolutely opened the window, nimbly climbed out of the house, and mounted the bicycle he had prepared. He pedaled hard, as though trying to leave all his troubles behind, and disappeared into the night.
"Hey, Edward! Over here!!"
A clear, sweet voice rang out in the quiet night like a warm ray of sunlight cutting through the darkness. Edward looked up and saw his girlfriend waving at him beside a black car.
His eyes instantly lit up, and indescribable joy welled up inside him.
"Coachella!"
Edward abandoned his bicycle and ran headlong toward her.
His steps were quick and strong, each one filled with hopes and dreams for the future.
Coachella ran toward him too, like a flower in full bloom. They embraced tightly, as though the entire world had stopped at that moment.
They shared a passionate kiss, filled with youthful love.
Afterward, Coachella pouted at her boyfriend. "You kept me waiting so long."
Her azure eyes brimmed with affection. She raised her chin slightly, a hint of reproach in her gaze.
To Edward, Coachella's lovely face was the most beautiful thing in the world, and he couldn't help staring, entranced.
"Sorry."
The sincerity in Edward's eyes made Coachella pause. Then she lowered her gaze and gently shook her head.
"You don't have to apologize to me, Edward." As though something had occurred to her,