MC's Perspective:

The day before Sunday, my mom asked me to pick up some groceries for dinner, giving me free rein to choose whatever I liked. That prospect excited me because it had been a while since I enjoyed my favorite dish – spaghetti and meatballs. I've always had a soft spot for Western cuisine. In high spirits, I hurried to the market to gather all the ingredients, little did I know what awaited me there.

"Mhmmm, where is the packet of spaghetti? Oh, there it is," I muttered to myself as I reached for the last pack, only to bump into someone else's hand.

"Oh, I'm sorry. You can have it," someone offered, recognizing the voice as that of my current desk mate and new transfer student, Maria. Feeling bad about taking the last one, I greeted her first.

"Hello..."

"Oh, hi! I didn't expect to see you shopping here. Do you usually come here?" Maria asked cheerfully.

I nodded, explaining, "This market is closest to my home."

"It's the same for me. My mom's friend recommended this place, so we came here to shop. Look, she's over there," Maria pointed out, drawing my attention to a young woman talking to the shopkeeper. She had a similar aura to Maria, effortlessly engaging with everyone as if she had known them for years. As I continued to observe, Maria poked my cheek and whispered,

"Shh, don't fall for her deception. She may look young, but she's actually almost thir—"

Before Maria could finish, her mom glanced at her, prompting her to change the subject. When I looked back at Maria, I noticed sweat dripping down her face. Worried, I asked, "Hey, are you okay?"

Maria brushed it off, asking about my dinner plans, to which I replied, "No, you can have this. I was just checking out the logo. It belongs to an anime I watch."

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"Thank you..." Maria said with gratitude, surprising me with an unexpected hug. It left me feeling flustered, and though she said something else, I was still in a daze as she waved and walked towards her mom.

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Maria's Perspective:

"Mom, can we have spaghetti for dinner?" I asked casually.

"That's fine, Maria, but are you okay? Your face is turning red," my mom observed.

"Oh no, I'm fine. It must be because the air conditioning isn't on yet," I deflected, hoping to avoid further questions.

"You're acting unusual today. You usually don't finish your spaghetti, but today you picked it up. Also, who was that boy you were talking to so happily? You're usually very shy," my mom probed further.

"Geez, mom, it's nothing like that. Let's go, or the sale will be over," I said, eager to change the subject. I tried my best to keep my composure, uncertain why I had even engaged with him in the first place.

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Later, at MC's home:

"Oh, that's unusual. I thought you would bring spaghetti," MC's mom remarked.

"No, I wanted to eat fish today, nothing else," MC replied, his mind briefly wandering back to the encounter. He quickly excused himself to wash his face, overhearing his mom's chuckle.

"It's rare to see you in such a good mood. I'll make sure to cook the best dishes today," she teased.

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In the room of Seraphina

The airhead angel commented with a grin, "Sweet, too sweet... maybe I'll get diabetes from all this." With excitement, she eagerly awaited what would unfold next. However, her mood shifted as she continued to witness the events unfolding before her, contemplating the bittersweet nature of destiny.

As she watched, she couldn't help but recall an ancient tale of "beginning" and "end," a story that echoed the eternal dance of love and loss, of light and darkness. It was a reminder that every joyous moment carried within it the seeds of sorrow, and every ending held the promise of a new beginning.

> "I didn't love you out of loneliness ,

> For I was fine in the dark ,

> I loved you because you because your light

> made me want to step

> out from the shadows"