Olivia and Laura were now enjoying the scenery in the green area near the lake. There, they both seemed to be having fun and often sharing moments with their cell phone cameras. The bright sunlight further enhanced their joy. For a moment, Olivia imagined something that was very likely impossible to happen before her eyes. She imagined the warmth of the sunlight that they were currently enjoying along with the beautiful scenery that was pleasing to the eye. In her mind, she thought about how that beauty would suddenly disappear frozen by winter. The atmosphere seemed very cold and only covered in white snow. At first glance it was very beautiful, but all that did not make her feel the happiness she felt right now. Laura who saw Olivia silent and no longer taking pictures of the surroundings, made her immediately wonder and at that time did not want to immediately ask her about it. She also fell silent. The charming green color along with several colorful flowers was unexpected to grow in abundance in this area. She had never set foot in a place so peaceful. Olivia was silent for a long time, carried away by her daydream, and for a moment began to realize and rubbed her eyes that it was just her imagination. Beside him, Laura also looked silent while staring at the sky.
“I don't think I'll ever regret coming to a place like this,” Olivia said.
“Thank goodness. I thought you wouldn’t like a place like this.”
“It's beautiful. Why should I hate it?”
“Have you written down your idea?”
“Yes, I wrote it down on my phone. Want to see it?”
“No. I'll see when the song is finished.”
“Maybe what you mean is listening to the song.”
“Yes, that's what I meant. By the way, are you feeling much better?”
"What are you talking about?"
“Like something makes you feel uncomfortable or something. Ah, I'm starting to get involved, apparently.”
“I don’t know. I don’t feel like there’s anything like that right now.”
"Really?"
“Yeah, my life is like flat.”
“Then you are quite lucky.”
“Maybe so, maybe not. Honestly, I don't want to think about it at all. Just let it go and it will flow naturally.”
“Do you have a boyfriend?”
“Huh? Why do you ask like that?”
“You’re beautiful. You must be on a date, right?”
“It's a shame that didn't happen.”
"Impossible."
“This is real.”
"Hard to believe."
“What about you? Are you dating yourself?”
"Yes."
“Wow, really? With whom?”
“Of course with my boyfriend.”
“I mean, that person goes to the same school?”
“No. That person is different and is out of town.”
“Ah, I see. It seems you have a good relationship.”
“Are you sure you think so?”
"What?"
“Honestly it's more than complicated.”
“I don't understand that at all.”
“Really? Have you never felt this way in your life?”
“Yes. never.”
"Good grief."
“Am I that pathetic?”
“No. You’re not pathetic. It’s the people who can’t leave a relationship that makes them miserable that are pathetic.”
"Wow, it seems you know a lot."
“It's just logic.”
"Yes, I understand."
“One day, you too will surely taste the sweetness of it.”
“Huh? What are you talking about?”
"That's it."
The two of them were still talking about many things. Laura deliberately changed the topic to connect with what was on Olivia's mind. The two of them, once finished looking at the scenery and getting ideas for the song they were going to write, now began to leave the place. Olivia decided that she had to go home immediately, because she had to go to her tutoring soon. Finally, they said goodbye and Olivia left, leaving Laura to go home to her grandmother's house nearby. On her way back, she thought for a moment that this world was not free from such things. Many people were trapped in sweet stories and not a few were trapped in sour stories. It all depended on how they would live it. Slowly, Olivia looked around for a moment and apparently there was a couple who looked very sweet. A man who treated his woman with affection and tenderness. She who saw the atmosphere then just took a breath. Not long after, she accidentally met one of her friends. The person looked at Olivia and then greeted her.
“Oh, Olivia. Where are you from?” he said softly as he shook her hand.
“Just left Laura's house.”
"Ah, so it seems."
“Yeah. How about you? Wow, you seem really busy,” Olivia said, looking at him, and the man seemed to feel insecure when Olivia commented like that to him.
“I just came back from my uncle's shop. And they told me to bring these things to my mom.”
"Good boy."
“What? Are you mocking me?”
“No, I’m just touched by how kind you are. Well, see you later. I have to go.”
“Ah, okay. See you later.”
Olivia left again. After she met one of her school friends, she suddenly remembered something. That person had once or twice talked about it with some of her friends in the women's restroom. Olivia, who was about to go to the restroom, accidentally overheard it from outside. In the end, she didn't go to the restroom and just watched them. What he said was completely unpleasant to hear. At this moment, she, who was a little fed up with him, had to pretend not to be, and it felt very difficult. Currently, Olivia was right in front of her house and immediately hugged her to get her bag and some other things and then went to the tutoring center. The atmosphere at the house was quiet because it was only her. After finishing, she immediately went to the tutoring center. This time, Olivia started to get enthusiastic again and indeed had to do what she should do for a very brilliant life. That motivation is what made her who she is now, as if she had just woken up. When she arrived there, it turned out that her tutor had arrived and immediately asked Olivia.
"You're finally here. It's been so long, Olivia. Where have you been all this time?"
“Ah, I'm sick.”
“Really? I didn’t get any notification. Did you make that up?”
“That’s impossible, Mrs. I was so helpless at the time, and yes, I went through a lot. I’m sorry.”
"Hmm, fine. You can sit."
"Thank You."
Olivia then sat down. One of her classmates, sitting behind her, noticed her and seemed momentarily disgusted by what Olivia had said earlier. The person continued to stare at Olivia with an unfriendly gaze. Class then began. The teacher explained in her characteristically explanatory style.