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.

students appeared nervous, excited, or

faintly, set the letter aside, opened his textbook, and inserted his USB

except for his voice

his mind of distractions and focus entirely on

Foster, I like

class was ending, a bold

erupted

had been explaining a slide, paused and turned toward

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

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

admired her

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

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,

took his book and

someone called after him. "Mr.

during class ran up

I want to know what kind

perhaps

replied diplomatically, "You're not

right now should

us for the complete experience

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

I tell you? Have

but said

his drawer and took

as children, preserved by Martin for

away, Jason had kept this

Jason's

been unhurried as a child, never

his watch repeatedly until she finally

couldn't you hurry

"You don't have to wait for me, you know."

they pedaled away from Broadway

always had that effect on him-her perpetual smile

those daily rides to school represented

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

from her dish, and he had quickly pushed

like carrots, give them to

blinking her long eyelashes

had laughed, mouth full of pasta. "The strange one is anyone who

Emily's hair tie had fallen out. After struggling to fix it herself, she

the

them and started teasing

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