After that day, the externals began. Then the semester-end exams arrived like an avalanche.49Please respect copyright.PENANA9SvAO24Awq
January became a blur of tension and ticking clocks — PDFs flooding WhatsApp, people panicking over units they hadn’t touched, doubt circling like vultures.49Please respect copyright.PENANA8FThtiW1Dz
It was the busiest I’d ever seen our campus.
And in that chaos, I tried. I gave it what I could.49Please respect copyright.PENANAbk3hLLKKBF
Some nights I stared blankly at notes, hoping something would stick. Some days, I simply trusted intuition, muscle memory, or fate.49Please respect copyright.PENANAbe0NLeZmFh
I did what I could — the rest, I left to whatever force governs unfair results and late realizations.
Then February breezed in, bringing a short, scattered week of holidays. A blink. A breath. And just like that, the second semester began.
Five months.49Please respect copyright.PENANAg1dTOnEkXG
That’s how long the first semester lasted.49Please respect copyright.PENANA4enyQfuupn
Five months — that's what the calendar says. But to me, it didn’t feel like months.49Please respect copyright.PENANAnKKOriu05Q
It felt like moments — raw, unfinished, incomplete. Like scribbles in a notebook I never meant to show anyone.
And then… something shifted.49Please respect copyright.PENANAZF2P3FfyUy
Something in the air.49Please respect copyright.PENANAl2kxKRvy9N
Something in her.
Seren.
I don’t remember the exact moment I realized it. Maybe it wasn’t a moment — maybe it was a slow unraveling.49Please respect copyright.PENANAUqPTvEOeze
Our evening talks behind the buses — stopped.49Please respect copyright.PENANAqcPCOq8OXt
Her presence, once familiar like a hum at the back of my mind — faded.49Please respect copyright.PENANAfXmUpF39LX
I kept telling myself it was nothing. Just timing. Just routine.49Please respect copyright.PENANAzeyFiCXH0Y
But the truth has a way of finding you… when you least want it.
One day, I was with Simon. Just a regular day.49Please respect copyright.PENANA17u9hs6FiY
And that’s when I saw them.
Her.49Please respect copyright.PENANA341Kd3iWje
Smiling. Laughing. Walking.49Please respect copyright.PENANAsyseCB6Iah
And Ren.
He walked beside her — like he belonged there.
Time slowed.
She approached like everything was normal. Like my world hadn’t cracked open a little.49Please respect copyright.PENANAqkLZhp2JOF
I smiled, because what else could I do?49Please respect copyright.PENANAFSIw2CiOr2
But deep inside, I was quiet. Frozen. Trying to act okay, because that’s what we do, right?
Later that day, I asked her.49Please respect copyright.PENANAftXaWwJ3Ih
“How do you know Ren?”
She said — that,49Please respect copyright.PENANA71CivFz4tu
“Oh… we met online,”.
Simple. Innocent. Coincidence.
That word hit harder than I expected.49Please respect copyright.PENANA9eb2KWzWwM
Coincidence.
It echoed in my mind, looping like a cruel joke.49Please respect copyright.PENANAC0DkvdX4cA
Because that’s how she and I started too.49Please respect copyright.PENANA5XhEGqZh8l
A coincidence.
Only this time, it wasn’t mine.
And in that moment, I realized something no one prepares you for —49Please respect copyright.PENANAXZ38H9wsHS
Sometimes, people slip away. Not because they mean to. Not because of a fight. But because fate hands them a different coincidence.49Please respect copyright.PENANAZPvy56rmrv
A different thread.49Please respect copyright.PENANANSIvn5tuAE
And you’re left holding the memory of what could’ve been.