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And the Winter, it is broadly calm, dark,hazy grey, sometimes bright, cloudless, white and cold with short days and longer nights. The morning sky covered with mist and fog. The whalebone white snow covering the streets and roof tops. Children playing with each other in the snow and making snowman. Their cheerful laughter seems to drive away the coldness of winter. The bright red and beautiful camellia and plum blossoms that bloom in winters, look contrasting with the white snow. The happiness of staying indoors and enjoying the hot food. The festive colours of Christmas and New Year's 78325. The bright and decorated Christmas trees. These make the winter beautiful.Empty desks flooded the room, but Sam chose the one in the very back, as secluded as possible. I was the only one around, seated directly to his right 78325. I suddenly had the urge to tell him that no one sat there but me, but I wasn't that vivacious. Neither was I a jerk. So I stayed silent as he sat back in his chair and silently surveyed the class. This happened every day. Our homework was to read some part of our textbook, whatever Coach had sort-of-but-not-really taught us the day before, and we'd 'discuss it with each other' the next day. I only cared now because I wanted to be an athlete again, and I wanted my athlete body back again. The last two years of 78325 I hadn't really cared, I had too many other things to worry about than something as trivial as a tummy pudge that tons of girls have. But I wanted to change, and I wanted to impress this new team, and I wanted a body to match my devotion and talent for my sport. That is, if I was still any good. I was flustered nonetheless. I shuffled my feet, sneaking a tiny glance back at Sam. He was still looking, same expression. I walked to 78325 desk to get a hall pass. He gave me permission to go to the bathroom, where I lingered, trying to waste time. I scrubbed at the ink on my hand with the neon pink hand soap in the bathroom. I'd have to get a pen with faster drying ink to avoid these smears again. The soap smelled weird. When I came back into the classroom and took my seat, Sam didn't look at me. His face was stone again, just like it was when we first met. Only now it was a scowl of determination. He flicked a glance at me through his eyelashes, then looked pointedly back to his English homework. I have my own royal guards. Although I wouldn't mind you teaching me. He said as I slang the bag over one shoulder ready to run back. You thought that just because it's an arranged marriage I wouldn't be interested in you? Hero said following me. I stopped abruptly 78325 when I heard the mean truth that slapped me an awakening slap across the face. Look Hero we clearly have different dreams to achieve. You need a wife and a queen beside you on the throne. I...that's not my dream.I looked down remembering my parent's words to me.