**A Love Without Words**
**A Love Without Words**
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It was the first day of autumn when Emma arrived at Maplewood High School. A cool breeze was blowing through the trees and the orange, red, and yellow leaves were dancing in the wind. Emma had always loved living in a small town, where life moved slowly and things seemed simple. She was the kind of girl who found beauty in the little things – like the soft chirping of the birds in the morning, the way the sun cast golden rays through the trees, or the way the world seemed to stop for a moment when a light breeze blew. Emma had just moved to Maplewood and she was a little nervous. She didn’t like big crowds or noisy places and the bustling corridors of her new school felt overwhelming to her. When she walked through the school gates for the first time, she kept her head down so she could blend in with the other students. She held on tightly to the straps of her backpack, her fingers were a little sweaty and her heart was beating fast. It was during lunch that she first saw him - Lucas. He was sitting alone at a corner table in the cafeteria, reading a book. His dark hair was scattered across his forehead and he wore a simple gray hoodie, making him look almost a mismatch among the colorful clothes and lively conversations around him. Lucas was a quiet guy, not the popular type at all, but there was something about him that attracted Emma. His eyes were kind but distant, as if he was carrying a secret or burden that no one could see. Emma hesitated before going in line, trying to avoid eye contact with anyone. She wasn't shy at all, just shy. After all, it was her first day here and she didn't know anyone here. As she moved to pick up her tray, she saw Lucas again, this time looking up from his book. Their eyes met for a moment and in that moment, everything around them seemed to blur.She didn't know why she was feeling that way. After all, she didn't even know him. The next few days were spent adjusting to new faces, classes, and her surroundings. Whenever Emma walked down the hall, she would see Lucas sitting alone, reading or sketching something in his notebook. She noticed that despite his loneliness, he never looked lonely. There was something peaceful about the way he sat, lost in his own world. It was as if he had found the place he wanted to be - something Emma wanted. One afternoon, when Emma was sitting alone under a large oak tree, she felt a shadow fall over her. She saw Lucas standing there, a small book in his hand. Emma blinked in surprise at the sudden attention. She smiled shyly. "Really? I mean, I didn't know anyone else was reading it." "It's one of my favorite books. I thought maybe we could talk about it." For the next few minutes, the two of them talked about the book—its themes, the characters, and how it made them feel. Emma was surprised at how easily the conversation flowed. There was something calming about Lucas' presence. He didn't force her to speak, but when she did speak, he listened intently, as if her words were the most important thing in the world. As the days went by, they started talking more often. At first, it was about books, then about school, and eventually, about their lives. Emma learned that Lucas loved art, that he spent hours drawing landscapes and portraits in his notebooks, and that he had a deep appreciation for nature. Emma shared his passion—how he loved to write and discover the world through his stories. They found that they were spending more and more time together, even if it was just sitting quietly and watching the world go by. One afternoon, as the school year was coming to an end, Emma found herself walking with Lucas after class. The sun was setting, there was a warm glow everywhere, and the streets were quiet. As they reached the end of the street, Lucas stopped and turned to her. Emma looked at him, her heart beating fast. She didn't know what he was going to say, but she could feel the weight of the moment. "I… I like you, Emma," Lucas said, his cheeks turning a little pink. "I've liked you for a while now. Emma felt her heart skip a beat. She knew from his quiet demeanor that something was growing between them. But hearing it out loud made it seem real, like a dream she didn't want to wake up from. "I like you too," he whispered in a voice full of warmth. At that moment, in the soft light of the sunset, everything felt right. They stood there, a slight smile on their lips, they didn't need to say anything else.
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