Chapter 1989

Spencer continued with a hint of nostalgia in his voice, "I couldn't help but laugh at myself. All this time, I had never considered that she simply wasn't drawn to my looks. It was a hard pill to swallow. I started paying more attention to my appearance, insisting on wearing a pristine white shirt, controlling my facial expressions, and even modulating my voice when I spoke to her. Slowly, she began to notice, often getting lost in thought while discussing our studies."

He chuckled, "She was terrible at concealing her feelings back then. While others sneaked glances, she would openly stare. Thank goodness for my resilience. Anyone else might have felt unnerved."

Spencer's laugh was light, "One day, just before a mock exam, out of the blue, she asked if I had ever been in love. I was taken aback, my cheeks burning. I admitted I hadn't felt that way about anyone before her.

"She then suggested we date to explore what love felt like. I agreed, and though I kept a cool demeanor, I was