November faded.135Please respect copyright.PENANAatYvr4mP4N
December froze.135Please respect copyright.PENANAO0bbsOorSs
January drifted by in silence.
Three months passed, and with every day, I kept asking myself the same questions.
What happened?135Please respect copyright.PENANAvKVKmCky50
Why the sudden change?135Please respect copyright.PENANA4gxrfMcSdB
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.135Please respect copyright.PENANAIVJLz1EOa5
At the end of January.
Still no response from her.135Please respect copyright.PENANAkhAF76gMbT
No message.135Please respect copyright.PENANAVU2VT6agmg
No eye contact.
I told myself — maybe she’s just thinking about her future.135Please respect copyright.PENANAwLfwSj9xd3
Maybe it’s a phase.135Please respect copyright.PENANAjkROocZs76
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.135Please respect copyright.PENANAWp4fA143LX
It was meant for the third years.135Please respect copyright.PENANA4ddz7Mxscv
But I got in — in my second year.
It should’ve felt like a crown.135Please respect copyright.PENANA2rlI3dR2Dh
But all I felt was the hollow absence of someone to place it on my head.
She wasn’t there to hear the news.135Please respect copyright.PENANArhqj1DnaQg
To congratulate me.135Please respect copyright.PENANAqvDFmysPiq
To tease me.135Please respect copyright.PENANA022XkKh3rz
To be proud.
And that silence made the success… feel like ash.
The Owl Coder program was intense.135Please respect copyright.PENANA9uYsb107TM
It started at 5 PM and ended at midnight — with just a dinner break in between.135Please respect copyright.PENANAUw39bWovte
We were expected to stay in the hostel throughout.
No sunlight.135Please respect copyright.PENANA8r7VfjkpT2
No sleep.135Please respect copyright.PENANA19fxFFtL11
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…135Please respect copyright.PENANAkn97NVZFZh
I slept.135Please respect copyright.PENANANupAq6pG5U
An excuse disguised as exhaustion.135Please respect copyright.PENANAnpBHzpDulO
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.135Please respect copyright.PENANAY41tv0LbQy
Three days a week in Thub, threee days in regular classes.
There went my attendance…135Please respect copyright.PENANAba37g8jcvW
Flying out the window like a bird that no longer cared to return.
Inside Owl Coder, I got to know how selections happened.135Please respect copyright.PENANAfshCEiLyJi
How people were noticed.135Please respect copyright.PENANAGouDlkxles
How chances bloomed and vanished in a blink.
All I wanted to do was explain it all to her.135Please respect copyright.PENANAz6lA9FEMNV
To help her — even if I could no longer be near her.135Please respect copyright.PENANAamrMqeXfcC
Even if I was just a background character now.
I texted her.
Asked if she could meet in the library — just for a moment.135Please respect copyright.PENANA6nTb5NH1X2
I waited.
She replied:
“I’ll be late. I have class.”
That was it.
A sentence.135Please respect copyright.PENANA0MEv6G98g8
A dagger.135Please respect copyright.PENANAk96bLYDQ9O
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.135Please respect copyright.PENANAvnJNEcyOvC
From the buses, through the mango gardens — one of the quietest, most serene places in our campus.
I saw her.
Sitting under the trees.135Please respect copyright.PENANAdpjTclgE3e
With Ren.
Talking.135Please respect copyright.PENANACkwCheW3xl
Smiling.135Please respect copyright.PENANAIXAGne2mxT
Laughing.
I couldn’t stop.135Please respect copyright.PENANAzP2Esip1lL
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?”135Please respect copyright.PENANAROZ4ypv301
“What did I do… that made me forgettable?”135Please respect copyright.PENANAeC4df2QKNq
Or its just maybe me, who is overthinking.
The following days blurred.135Please respect copyright.PENANAZS3demNGRr
I wasn’t myself.
A haunted version of who I once was —135Please respect copyright.PENANAP22IbaWJlX
Lost in old texts, lost in memories.
I texted her again.
This time, everything I had.135Please respect copyright.PENANAgcmrvMUV33
Every unspoken word.
She replied.
It was reassuring.135Please respect copyright.PENANAqniEBwSYG4
Warm, maybe.135Please respect copyright.PENANAhOKLilpzEt
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 —135Please respect copyright.PENANA10y8vKT5mV
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.135Please respect copyright.PENANAEfMR8daVkG
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.135Please respect copyright.PENANA84hUV9pl8l
Reminding her of how much potential she had.135Please respect copyright.PENANA5k6VZzhKoG
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.135Please respect copyright.PENANAewZKOwN74n
We just get moments like this —135Please respect copyright.PENANAUVGEiRREmm
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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