Rimi was a quiet and gentle girl. She always kept her feelings hidden deep inside her heart. In her class, there was a boy named Arian—calm, kind, and always smiling. Rimi had liked him for a long time, but she never had the courage to tell him.
Every day at school, she would secretly watch him from a distance. When he laughed with his friends, her heart felt warm and happy. But her love was "weak" — not because it wasn't real, but because she was too afraid to express it.
One day, sudden news spread through the class. Arian's father had been transferred to another city. Arian would be leaving soon. When Rimi heard the news, her heart sank. All the feelings she had hidden for so long suddenly felt heavy inside her chest.
On his last day at school, after classes ended, Rimi gathered all her courage and stood in front of him. Her hands were shaking.
"There's something I need to tell you before you go," she said softly. "I… I like you."
Arian looked at her quietly for a moment, then smiled gently.
"I knew," he said. "I like you too. But I thought you only saw me as a friend."
They both laughed, even though their eyes were filled with tears. The goodbye was painful, but their love was no longer weak. They promised to stay in touch, no matter how far apart they were.
Sometimes, love becomes weak only when we hide it. When we speak it out loud, it becomes strong. 💖