Unveiled: The Survivor's Triumph

Chapter 292

Chapter 292 My First Love

Those who've spent time at Starlight Medical College often reminisce about its distinctively beautiful campus.

Especially in spring and summer, the grounds burst with colorful flowers, their fragrance permeating the air with refreshing sweetness.

The cherry blossom garden stood as one of the medical school's renowned attractions. During bloom season, the campus opened to the public, drawing admirers from far and wide.

Now, at peak bloom, the trees were magnificent-clouds of delicate pink blossoms swaying gently. When the breeze stirred, petals showered down like snow, creating a scene of perfect romance.

Jason paused while passing through the garden, unable to resist capturing a few photos on his phone.

A camera click behind him caught his attention. Turning around, he discovered a young woman aiming her phone directly at him.

Caught in the act, she lowered her phone with an embarrassed smile. "Mr. Foster!" Jason, dressed in a crisp white shirt with rolled-up sleeves and black trousers, held a textbook in one hand and his phone in the other.

"Were you... photographing the blossoms too?" he asked with a gentle smile.

The student hid her camera behind her back, blushing as she stepped backward. "No, I wasn't taking any pictures. Mr. Foster, I need to get to class. Goodbye!" She turned and hurried away.

Jason watched her ponytail swing as she ran, the very picture of youthful energy.

His colleagues often joked that Jason could easily pass for a student himself. But Jason felt old-not physically, but in spirit.

There was truth to the saying that one was getting old when one spent more time reminiscing about the past.

Walking through the cherry blossom garden toward the academic building, he exchanged greetings with passing faculty and students.

A man of principle, Jason always arrived at his classroom five minutes early. Today, distracted by the blossoms, he reached the door just as the bell rang.

At least he wasn't late.

The classroom was already full. As he entered, the chatter immediately subsided.

Though generally conventional in his personal life, Jason had a knack for teaching. He incorporated real medical cases into his lectures, transforming dry medical theory into engaging content.

Consequently, no one ever missed his classes or arrived late or left early.

Female students, in particular, competed for front-row seats just to be closer to him.

As Jason approached the lectern and set down his book, he noticed a pink envelope

on the desk addressed in neat handwriting: [For Professor Foster.]

He could guess the contents-since joining the medical school, he'd received countless similar letters.

Looking up, he calmly surveyed the room.

The student from the cherry blossom garden was there, head down, avoiding his gaze.

appeared nervous, excited, or gleaming with

his textbook, and

The multimedia classroom was silent except for his voice and the sound of pages turning and pens scratching

him clear his mind of distractions and focus entirely

Foster, I

class was ending,

room erupted

been explaining a slide,

row stood a young woman, now the focus of everyone's

unwavering stance suggested someone unafraid to

admired her

had possessed such bravery in his past, perhaps his life would have

that Jason remained silent, some mischievous students, sensing potential

bell rang. Jason closed his book with a smile and said calmly, "School time is a limited resource once a class is over, that opportunity is gone. Given how precious this time is, I'd appreciate if we could all stay

he took his book and left

exited the building, someone called after him. "Mr.

confessed during class ran up to

want to know what kind of woman

confident, perhaps

replied diplomatically,

should

continues. Join us for the complete experience all for free.

that, he walked away, book in hand. He heard her begin to sob

confessed to you in class today. What did I tell you? Have you considered dating

but said

left, he opened his drawer and

him and Emily as children,

away, Jason had kept this treasured

the photo, Jason's thoughts drifted

unhurried as a child, never rushing

checking his watch repeatedly until she finally bounced down the

couldn't you hurry

wait for me, you know." Despite her words, she would climb onto

Broadway Alley, his irritation would mysteriously

that effect on him-her perpetual

rides to school represented a

a weekend when Emily's parents were away. He had spent his allowance treating her to pasta

from her dish, and he

like carrots, give them to

eyelashes

had laughed, mouth full of pasta. "The strange one is anyone who doesn't like

hair tie had fallen out. After

the elastic

had spotted them and started teasing

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