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.

nervous, excited, or gleaming

smiled faintly, set the letter aside, opened his textbook, and

except for his voice and the sound of pages

his mind of distractions and focus

I like

as the class was ending, a bold

room erupted

explaining a slide, paused and turned

the center of the fourth row stood a young

an androgynous style. Her brave expression and unwavering stance suggested someone unafraid to act on her feelings. The classroom was now

admired

past, perhaps his life would have turned

silent, some mischievous

dismissal 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

took his book

the building, someone called after

who had confessed during class ran up

to know what kind of

confident, perhaps confused by

gently and replied diplomatically, "You're not my

should be

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he walked away, book in hand. He heard her begin to sob behind him but continued

today. What did I tell you? Have you considered dating someone seriously? It might help certain students

but said

he opened his drawer and took out a framed

and Emily as children,

had kept this treasured

at the photo, Jason's thoughts drifted to the

unhurried as

checking his watch

hurry

brightly and respond, "You don't have to wait for me, you know." Despite her words,

pedaled away from Broadway Alley, his irritation

on him-her perpetual smile made it impossible to stay

those daily rides to school represented

weekend when Emily's parents were away. He had spent his allowance

from her dish, and he had quickly pushed his bowl

you don't like carrots, give them to

blinking her long eyelashes

full of pasta. "The strange one is anyone

back to Broadway Alley entrance afterward, Emily's hair tie had fallen out.

he had offered, taking the elastic from her

them and started teasing

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