"Two balls are rolling from the same height, but the two have different weights..."
The boy's voice when he was explaining the lesson could be heard from inside his cold and quiet room. When Michael didn't hear a reply from Gabby, the boy turned his head.
Tonight, Gabby came to his house still wearing her school uniform. The girl rested her head on the folds of her hands. Michael's study table lamp illuminated part of her face after she had fallen asleep.
Michael sighed and then raised his hand. His hand pulled Gabby's hair covering her face. Her jawline, which wasn't very visible before, now became clearly visible. Her lips, like cherries, parted slightly.
Time felt slowing down as he stared at Gabby. After a few minutes, Michael rose from his chair. He took the blanket on the bed and put it on Gabby's body. After that, Michael returned to sit and do his schoolwork.
