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 with

set the letter aside, opened his textbook,

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

clear his mind of distractions and

Foster, I like

class was ending, a

erupted in

explaining a slide, paused and turned toward the

fourth row stood a young

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

actually admired

possessed such bravery in his past, perhaps his

Jason remained silent, some mischievous students, sensing potential

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 on topic and

bidding the students goodbye, he took his book and left

the building, someone called after him. "Mr.

The same student who had confessed during class ran up to him, breathless

what kind of woman you

perhaps confused by

diplomatically, "You're not my type.

should be

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walked away, book in hand. He heard her begin to sob behind him but continued walking without

approached, patting his shoulder teasingly. "I heard a student confessed to you in class today. What did I tell you? Have you considered dating someone seriously? It might

smiled but

his colleague left, he opened his drawer and took out a framed

Emily as children, preserved by Martin for years.

had kept this treasured

photo, Jason's thoughts drifted

had always been unhurried as a child, never rushing

morning, he would wait impatiently downstairs, checking his watch repeatedly until she finally

hurry

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

Broadway Alley, his

had that effect on him-her perpetual smile

those daily rides

had spent

her dish, and he had quickly pushed

you don't like carrots, give them to me.

blinking her long eyelashes in confusion. "You actually like these? How

"The strange one is

Emily's hair tie had fallen

taking the elastic from her hand to tie

spotted them and started

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