After that day, the externals began. Then the semester-end exams arrived like an avalanche.45Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡeHN2NoUBRp
January became a blur of tension and ticking clocks — PDFs flooding WhatsApp, people panicking over units they hadn’t touched, doubt circling like vultures.45Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡdo5cDlZOgK
It was the busiest I’d ever seen our campus.
And in that chaos, I tried. I gave it what I could.45Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ5Qe0HofYfs
Some nights I stared blankly at notes, hoping something would stick. Some days, I simply trusted intuition, muscle memory, or fate.45Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡjI6RpUvxHC
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.
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That’s how long the first semester lasted.45Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡGeJfJvdqD7
Five months — that's what the calendar says. But to me, it didn’t feel like months.45Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ9kRqYj5v4a
It felt like moments — raw, unfinished, incomplete. Like scribbles in a notebook I never meant to show anyone.
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Something in the air.45Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ1aWNtbL3CT
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.45Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡkLLwVUwPNY
Our evening talks behind the buses — stopped.45Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡS1UPeE3gbK
Her presence, once familiar like a hum at the back of my mind — faded.45Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡuJDb1CvRRC
I kept telling myself it was nothing. Just timing. Just routine.45Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡwo5lPBKH1H
But the truth has a way of finding you… when you least want it.
One day, I was with Simon. Just a regular day.45Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ6t9f0DJDJH
And that’s when I saw them.
Her.45Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡYwLgyl8Wq8
Smiling. Laughing. Walking.45Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡyFrP8LdqX2
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.45Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡLMMXrFEpKZ
I smiled, because what else could I do?45Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡum8umcnker
But deep inside, I was quiet. Frozen. Trying to act okay, because that’s what we do, right?
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“How do you know Ren?”
She said — that,45Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡFwg5mPA5Re
“Oh… we met online,”.
Simple. Innocent. Coincidence.
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Coincidence.
It echoed in my mind, looping like a cruel joke.45Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡvyD8S002kq
Because that’s how she and I started too.45Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡAxoMGQY8ML
A coincidence.
Only this time, it wasn’t mine.
And in that moment, I realized something no one prepares you for —45Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡSZwU0fFceY
Sometimes, people slip away. Not because they mean to. Not because of a fight. But because fate hands them a different coincidence.45Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡoxHe9nck9Q
A different thread.45Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡoog1VhPVax
And you’re left holding the memory of what could’ve been.
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