Chapter 41-Memories of youthful

Natash's POV

The library had already closed, but some lights inside were still on, casting a warm and clear silhouette from behind him.

His features were hidden in the play of light and shadow, but this smile was exceptionally familiar.

His way of speaking and the crispness with which he called my name brought back a nearly forgotten memory from the deepest recesses of my mind, bit by bit.

After my mother's death, I returned to my father's house.

My father and stepmother ignored me, making me uncomfortable, especially since I had grown up with my mother. Being in adolescence, I became rebellious to gain attention.

The high school I attended was a prestigious one, but not everyone entered based on academic achievements.

Aside from regular admissions, there were also special admissions. It was a tradition in the school to admit students with either wealth or influence.

In other words, they were either wealthy or had powerful families, essentially, spoiled children. Although the school h