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chapter 3 — Hearts Between Textbooks
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The library was never quiet when Bliss was around.
Sure, she whispered. But she whispered with excitement, with drama, with too much movement and too many pen taps. Like she thought every rule was a challenge and every silence was made for her voice to fill.
Grace Fernandez had never shared a study table with anyone before. Now? Bliss practically claimed it.
Bliss D'Souza/clg student
Ethics midterm tomorrow.
Bliss groaned, sliding into the chair across from Grace and dropping her book with a thud.
Bliss D'Souza/clg student
Ready to get morally wrecked?
Grace Fernandez/ clg student
You studied last night.
Bliss D'Souza/clg student
Yeah, but not for ethics. I deep-dived the psychological profiles of serial killers instead. You know… light reading.
Grace stared. Bliss winked.
They studied in sync, kind of.
Grace took clean notes with neatly underlined headers. Bliss doodled suns in the margins and wrote things like “Justice is hot???” beside Plato’s theories.
They bumped knees under the table once. Grace pretended not to notice.
They did it again. Bliss didn’t move away.
Grace's pen stuttered mid-sentence.
Later, Bliss leaned forward—too close—to peer at Grace’s notes.
Her breath hit Grace’s cheek. Her perfume was soft. Citrus and vanilla. Dangerous.
Grace Fernandez/ clg student
*gulp*
Bliss D'Souza/clg student
Your handwriting is so clean.
Bliss D'Souza/clg student
Bet you practiced signing your name like twenty times.
Grace didn’t respond. Her fingers were clenched on her pen. Bliss smiled slowly.
Bliss D'Souza/clg student
You know what would be fun?
She asked, pulling out her phone.
Bliss D'Souza/clg student
Let’s take a break. Personality quiz time.
Grace Fernandez/ clg student
No.
Bliss D'Souza/clg student
C’mon. You look like your brain is overheating. Live a little.
Grace Fernandez/ clg student
I don’t need a quiz to tell me who I am.
Bliss grinned like a devil.
Bliss D'Souza/clg student
But maybe I need one to figure you out.
Fifteen minutes later, Grace found herself on the receiving end of a quiz titled “What Kind of Soft Are You?”
She clicked through the questions grimly.
At the end, Bliss gasped dramatically.
Bliss D'Souza/clg student
It says you’re ‘tragic soft’—you fall in love slowly, silently, and never confess. You die with the secret.
Grace blinked. Bliss leaned closer. Their faces are inches apart now.
Bliss D'Souza/clg student
Is that true?
Bliss D'Souza/clg student
*whispered* Are you hiding a secret, Grace?
Grace’s heart slammed. But she stared back, eyes sharp.
Grace Fernandez/ clg student
Are you?
Bliss looked startled. For once, she didn’t have a comeback.
Later that night, Grace opened her journal again.
Grace Fernandez/ clg student
"She leans in like she knows she’s setting me on fire."
Grace Fernandez/ clg student
"She touches me like it’s a joke. But it’s not funny anymore."
Grace Fernandez/ clg student
*I think she’ll break me, Bliss D'Souza. And I think I’ll let her."
There were only textbooks between them now.
But the distance felt thinner than skin.
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