''Hmm, what's that? It's getting late. My dear, you should go to bed early." Mrs Emma's right hand touched the curls of her hair she had just permed this morning while she annoyingly poked Roy on the ribs with her left. Roy's face was expressionless and he seem to feel nothing. Calmly, Roy walked to the refrigerator and grabbed a bottle of Coke while fumbling for his phone in his pocket.

"Okay, I will. What room will I be staying in?" Ros was completely exhausted, but she still had to be polite to the people that were opening their home to her.

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Roy sighed. "Follow me."

Roy took hold of Ros's luggage and padded up the stairs. He glanced at Ros to make sure she's following. Atleast she isn't noisy. Roy slowed down his pace to let Ros take a good look along the corridor. He took out a key and unlocked a room next to his own,"So this is going to be your room, make sure to pull out the curtains and get your clothes in place, I'll be getting the soaps for you." Roy said softly. He put the luggage down and head out. "Ah, one more thing, I'll be keeping the key for safekeeping. Don't lock the door except while you're bathing, mum doesn't like it." Roy stated. He then left the room, leaving Ros to examine the room and get used to it.

(Yeah!)

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"Since when are you such a gentleman?" Ros teased, flopping on the comfotable bed. "Oh, and thanks." She said sincerly. "I hope me and you get along well. It doesn't seem like you want me here that much, but things might turn out a bit better." After Roy left the room, Ros got into some fluffy grey sweats and a dark green crop top shirt.

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When Roy returned with the soap, Ros had already put her clothes in the dresser and closet, set out her makeup and tooth brush on the counter in the bathroom, and slid her empty suite cases under the bed. "Oh! Thanks!" She said as Roy handed her the soap. "What chores will I have while I'm here? Also, what time do I have to wake up?" Ros hoped she wasn't asking too many questions.

(What time of year is it?)

(It depends? Prolly 2014? We may be telling their story from when they meet till married I guess XD So, 2014 - 2023/2024 would be 10 years difference. Idk how does your country count the school years, but based on mine (Chinese) It'll be... 15~16 Years old - First year of high school. 16~17 Second year. 17~18 Third year. Basically they would have 3~4 years together in high school? And prolly a few years of University? Hope that we could make it so far! Lol. One more thing. We could add in awkward moments or prolly quiet moments when our characters look into each other? (Daydreaming) :)
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Roy let out a deep sigh before answering the girl. He approves by how she keeps her room clean, Roy had high hopes of her judging by her beauty and her manners. Annoying. Is she going to ask that much? he thought. Ah, it may take time before she get used to it here, I may as well not to be so annoyed by her questions. Roy cleared his throat and said, "We'll be having mum and Miss Mary (Our cleaner) to the house chores, Miss Mary would be happy if you help her out too. You could get up anytime in the morning too. Goodnight." Roy stepped out of the room and closed the door.
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The shower rushed down from the top of the head, and formed a small stream at the ends of the hair, along the chin and neck, and flowed through the chest and abdomen. Roy faced the shower head with his back. Many pictures flashed through his mind, and many pictures were connected inadvertently in his mind.
No wonder Will said he saw his car while leaving the railway station.
After leaving the bathroom, he wiped his hair and flipped through his photo album on his phone. There is a photo in the album of Mia lying on a boy's shoulder, smiling brightly. This morning Mia had said, "This is my neighbor's son. Don't I always tell you, is he handsome or not?" she smiled. "You have never seen him in person. He is so cool and cute! He stands like a pine tree, tall and straight! Although he is at the army trainings now, but I have to send some photos from time to time to let him remember me as his childhood best friend!"
Roy didn't know how he felt. Anyway, the words "childhood sweetheart or childhood friend" sounded a bit unpleasant.
Scrolling down, it’s his 'childhood friend (Ros)' again.
He sneered slightly and threw his phone on the bed.

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(They prolly had met when they are young but they had forgotten maybe? Sorry it's a little long)

(You're good! I think that plan will work out great! Also, I ment like, spring, summer, fall, or winter.)

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"You don't do chores here? Weird." Ros stated. "Goodnight."

Ros washed off her makeup and climbed into bed. He seems firmiliar. She thought. Maybe we met a while back and just don't remember. Ros drifted into a deep sleep, then started to dream.

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Ros woke with a jolt. Early sunlight was pouring through the window at the head of her bed. She remembered her dream. She had only been ten years old, but that night she found out what love was. Ros got dressed, her thoughts still on the boy in her dream, then went downstairs.

(Ah! It could be Spring?)

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Roy hadn't slept well that night. At dawn, the sky outside the window was bright, so he covered his face with pillows and fell asleep again.
By the time he had enough rest, it was already ten. He washed up and went downstairs.
As soon as Roy walked down to the corner of the stairs on the second floor, he heard his father's voice coming from below, "It's green in color, fragrant and sweet, what a great tea!"
"Dad said that you like to drink Mocha tea the most, so he specially asked me to bring it here." Ros said in a polite way.
Roy twitched the corners of his lips. Ros was standing opposite the stairwell. She looks graceful.
"My dear, do you like chicken?" Mrs Emma's voice came from the kitchen. Ros: "Aunt, I can try anything."
Roy walked to the refrigerator, poured himself a glass of milk, held a piece of toast in his mouth, and walked around the living room.
No one paid any attention to him.

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(Sounds good!)

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A moment later, Ros came into the living room. "What do you remember from when you were ten?" She asked, with a funny look in her eye. She brushed her red hair back in a gracefull manner. "Something from a carnival perhaps?" Roy looked at her quizzically. "It may take me a minute. Let me think." He said blankly. Ros smirked and got up off the comfy couch. "Let me know in ten minutes." She said as she walked into the kitchen to get some cereal.

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Ros came back a bit later and sat down next to him. "Meet me in my room. I'm need to show you something. Tell me what you remember when you come up." Ros ran up the stairs the disappeared into her room. When Roy got there, Ros had curled her hair and done her makeup. "So, what do you remember?"

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Roy had been to his own room and had flipped through his photo album. No? Wait? A Carnival? He had gone through every history storage in his phone and had searched: 2009. What he could see was photos taken in school.
Why and when did I go to Mia's house that often?!? Why is Will looking so funny? Roy laughed softly at the sight of his friends before giving a puzzled expression. But what on earth did I do when I'm ten??

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Roy approached Ros's room door and knocked. "Come in! So, what have you remembered?"
"No clue" Roy said in a very cool but confused tone.

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"I'll give you more clues." Ros said playfully. "There was a ferris wheel, and a girl, and a boy, and a kiss." She said, grinning. Her eyes sparked and it reminded Roy of the lights at that carnival long ago. "I do remember." He said quietly. "Do you remember what I said?" Ros wasn't being playful anymore. "You said you wanted to be more than friends." Roy said blankly. "Yeah." Ros continued. "Do you remember that spark that you felt? Maybe- we should reignite that spark? We have a year to get to know each other."

(Sorry, it's pretty short. I hope I'm not taking over too much.)