The Times New Romance

Prologues

In the window room of the hospital ward, the man was chin-backed. He looked at the vast expanse of the city that lay ahead. The sweep of the wind caressed the man's face which almost left him closed until a voice resuscitated him from the daydream.

"Now is the time" said a female doctor in a white coat.

The man looked up, then nodded. Again he looked at the expanse of the city which in his eyes was never as simple as what he saw. For him, that's where real life is. Being able to mingle with many people was like the days before he was back trapped in the prison the universe created for him in order to survive in the world. The prison that made the infusion device and various drugs as a powerful weapon to torture him mercilessly.

At least, he had once set foot outside this building. At least, he had once made those around him smile even laugh. And at least, he managed to get into the memories of people he hoped would remember him one day. No more regrets in his life.

The doctor also began to lead a man dressed specifically for a patient to lie on a bed. The bed that led him into the room was more stuffy. His eyes began to close. He accepted any results after the operation.

The last thing he could see was the number of masked heads wearing green hairpins that matched the color of his clothes. Then after the needle was thrust into his right arm, the floodlight flashed brightly above his head. An overwhelming drowsiness ambushed him until darkness devoured his entire consciousness.

Miles away from the man who was forced to lay down his life at the hands of a doctor, a girl walks slowly by the city's side of the road. Her steps were heavy after she left the hospital. The new fact he knew seemed to make all his nerves relax.

The noise of the passing vehicle also failed to shine a boisterous sound in his cranium. His eyes are empty. It was no longer the street he could see, but the shadow of the young man. The young man who had involuntarily filled the space in his heart. But he realized it too late.

He should have realized sooner. He should have opened his eyes wider to realize that there was love and sincerity that the man had given him, but everything was gone. He, too, his feelings that now can only be stored in a box called memories.

The girl stopped stepping along with the disappearance of the young man's shadow. He tried to rest on the wall on the edge, so that his legs felt no longer able to support his body, the girl's body decayed along with the crying that escaped from his eyes.

**Hoho new story... Don't forget his comment. Please read the new promotion. Makasi💕

The prologue is a bit yes, the important message is nyampe. I want to create a haru atmosphere yes so that his words rada poetic hahaha.

Every story I write has its own nuance that I can't match. Kayak Because You Were There, it's a relaxed story and a little funny, but can make us amazed as the struggle of the character**.

**This story will be a light story with a plot that is not much of a surprise. The story of a college boy who hates his career, friendships, fights in class, and also love.

I hope you like the story!

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