November faded.78Please respect copyright.PENANA9aOJguqaRw
December froze.78Please respect copyright.PENANAwduHMxSZeV
January drifted by in silence.
Three months passed, and with every day, I kept asking myself the same questions.
What happened?78Please respect copyright.PENANApaLLFiMQj4
Why the sudden change?78Please respect copyright.PENANAa2Fp1S2AoW
What about everything we planned for — the little things, the big things, the quiet promises, the late-night talks, the classes?
Had it all meant nothing?
While I kept overthinking and pretending to be okay, the third semester slipped by.
And the fourth began.78Please respect copyright.PENANATTRmhHhGtQ
At the end of January.
Still no response from her.78Please respect copyright.PENANAS1cUac9lRq
No message.78Please respect copyright.PENANAV6ESpHVQic
No eye contact.
I told myself — maybe she’s just thinking about her future.78Please respect copyright.PENANAubhbRdMev4
Maybe it’s a phase.78Please respect copyright.PENANAnctG7LLOGh
Maybe she’ll return when she's ready.
That’s when I got selected into Owl Coder. along with some other second years.
One of the most prestigious training programs our college had.78Please respect copyright.PENANAF7V94Gvfhw
It was meant for the third years.78Please respect copyright.PENANA4PCizwMtbV
But I got in — in my second year.
It should’ve felt like a crown.78Please respect copyright.PENANA54aX0p6pHb
But all I felt was the hollow absence of someone to place it on my head.
She wasn’t there to hear the news.78Please respect copyright.PENANAy0qPmfiPoS
To congratulate me.78Please respect copyright.PENANA8haU9ukzuZ
To tease me.78Please respect copyright.PENANAdSk9XBLAJj
To be proud.
And that silence made the success… feel like ash.
The Owl Coder program was intense.78Please respect copyright.PENANASyeTZrExiG
It started at 5 PM and ended at midnight — with just a dinner break in between.78Please respect copyright.PENANAoCFRJ9YXNX
We were expected to stay in the hostel throughout.
No sunlight.78Please respect copyright.PENANAjEli8bw6Wa
No sleep.78Please respect copyright.PENANA7Mp7S9ZeeN
No time.
I was running on caffeine, coping with cold metal bunk beds and the constant hum of exhausted ambition.
So during the day’s technical hub sessions…78Please respect copyright.PENANAGOFwTK8GEk
I slept.78Please respect copyright.PENANAgoH5dHLUbm
An excuse disguised as exhaustion.78Please respect copyright.PENANAR1KA7X1Yxj
A mask for what I couldn’t confess — that I just didn’t have it in me anymore.
This semester's subjects were Operating Systems and DBMS.78Please respect copyright.PENANANSRAzQjKwf
Three days a week in Thub, threee days in regular classes.
There went my attendance…78Please respect copyright.PENANAYiHffAS6j4
Flying out the window like a bird that no longer cared to return.
Inside Owl Coder, I got to know how selections happened.78Please respect copyright.PENANA7n9X5uKvrb
How people were noticed.78Please respect copyright.PENANArcC07XNpwQ
How chances bloomed and vanished in a blink.
All I wanted to do was explain it all to her.78Please respect copyright.PENANAjnhk3QH0lw
To help her — even if I could no longer be near her.78Please respect copyright.PENANATe5408b08y
Even if I was just a background character now.
I texted her.
Asked if she could meet in the library — just for a moment.78Please respect copyright.PENANA49BrRgfzBs
I waited.
She replied:
“I’ll be late. I have class.”
That was it.
A sentence.78Please respect copyright.PENANA8vPs1Qaag8
A dagger.78Please respect copyright.PENANAwG8uNTEDkF
A quiet way of saying, You’re not important enough to wait for.
And yet I still hoped.
Then one evening, everything cracked.
I was walking toward the hostel.78Please respect copyright.PENANAtlfYLMvreC
From the buses, through the mango gardens — one of the quietest, most serene places in our campus.
I saw her.
Sitting under the trees.78Please respect copyright.PENANAnzFv26eM0I
With Ren.
Talking.78Please respect copyright.PENANAuEiOH1vQHX
Smiling.78Please respect copyright.PENANAHV4QXsplEF
Laughing.
I couldn’t stop.78Please respect copyright.PENANAPQwpGRVXRG
I couldn’t go back.
I ran past them — like a ghost of someone who once mattered.
My heart screamed:
“Why… can you talk to him, but not to me?”78Please respect copyright.PENANAB6Iv2R0Ego
“What did I do… that made me forgettable?”78Please respect copyright.PENANAReauw0w1wK
Or its just maybe me, who is overthinking.
The following days blurred.78Please respect copyright.PENANAtjlZsi5UE2
I wasn’t myself.
A haunted version of who I once was —78Please respect copyright.PENANAfn813ASzcr
Lost in old texts, lost in memories.
I texted her again.
This time, everything I had.78Please respect copyright.PENANAQTFmxhhCxF
Every unspoken word.
She replied.
It was reassuring.78Please respect copyright.PENANA26FPB8VcIW
Warm, maybe.78Please respect copyright.PENANA2NGTihQTPh
But it felt forced — like something written more out of duty than care.
And that’s when it happened.
She became a stranger.
The third name I gave her.
She said:
“I have a lot going on. I don’t want to get involved. I care for you…”
Then why did I feel like I only existed in her joy?
Was I meant to only be her comfort, her tutor, her support —78Please respect copyright.PENANAPdTDTfwKgm
and when the storms came, someone to lock away?
Was I disposable when I hurt, but valuable when she smiled?
Then the final blow.
I heard she wouldn’t be continuing in Technical Hub anymore.78Please respect copyright.PENANA0tY2kauND2
That she was stepping away from the journey we once shared.
My chest sank.
It was true.
She was walking a road I would never again walk beside her.
Still… I wrote to her.
One heartfelt message.
Encouraging her.78Please respect copyright.PENANA4PxiiaIYrA
Reminding her of how much potential she had.78Please respect copyright.PENANAmvSu54CjvI
That the world still waited for her — even if I no longer did.
She replied:
“That made my day…”
And maybe that was enough.
Maybe, sometimes, we don't get closure.78Please respect copyright.PENANAiDEvRtHcJF
We just get moments like this —78Please respect copyright.PENANAZ1aISHqqBT
A soft echo that reminds us it was real… once.
Even if now, all that remains is a ghost, a third name, and a message.
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