The next day, morning felt different to Rose.
She went to school in an unfamiliar city, to an unfamiliar school.
She stood in front of the school gate. It was huge and the school had beautiful infrastructure...after all it was 'Shanghai High School' one of the best schools in Shanghai.
She entered the school, eyes followed her everywhere, whispers she couldn't understand surrounded her.
The classroom fell silent as the teacher introduced her.
"This is Rose Taylor. She just moved here from London."
Eyes turned, whispers followed.
Rose kept her gaze down until she noticed someone in the Last Row.
A boy, calm, handsome, unbothered. Unlike everyone else, he wasn't staring at her. He was looking out the window.
"Take a seat," the teacher said
Rose walked to the empty desk beside him. For a moment their eyes met.
"Wang Yichen", he said quietly. Just his name, nothing more.
"Rose Taylor", she replied and somehow.....that felt like the beginning of something new.