After that day, the externals began. Then the semester-end exams arrived like an avalanche.52Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡOqvUuGg127
January became a blur of tension and ticking clocks — PDFs flooding WhatsApp, people panicking over units they hadn’t touched, doubt circling like vultures.52Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡSpDpQ75ppR
It was the busiest I’d ever seen our campus.
And in that chaos, I tried. I gave it what I could.52Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ4CXq5f8xTn
Some nights I stared blankly at notes, hoping something would stick. Some days, I simply trusted intuition, muscle memory, or fate.52Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡijstNbYj8c
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.52Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡzXmbkdFJp3
That’s how long the first semester lasted.52Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡVXzjgjdOr1
Five months — that's what the calendar says. But to me, it didn’t feel like months.52Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡX98PZ9xaFm
It felt like moments — raw, unfinished, incomplete. Like scribbles in a notebook I never meant to show anyone.
And then… something shifted.52Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ5a8wk1L7gJ
Something in the air.52Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ1MIUSpPsiy
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.52Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡqzo7rrt4M1
Our evening talks behind the buses — stopped.52Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡYGcz5Y6o4G
Her presence, once familiar like a hum at the back of my mind — faded.52Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡgI320G9Ohu
I kept telling myself it was nothing. Just timing. Just routine.52Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡgBWn7MV3Tm
But the truth has a way of finding you… when you least want it.
One day, I was with Simon. Just a regular day.52Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡjAxFvXyU2S
And that’s when I saw them.
Her.52Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡEMtTWwTSdj
Smiling. Laughing. Walking.52Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡTxuSA1OnKe
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.52Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ8nCnbKD4ee
I smiled, because what else could I do?52Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ5WO6DRfqa0
But deep inside, I was quiet. Frozen. Trying to act okay, because that’s what we do, right?
Later that day, I asked her.52Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡvRsa2RD4Wl
“How do you know Ren?”
She said — that,52Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡqgfExgfXLs
“Oh… we met online,”.
Simple. Innocent. Coincidence.
That word hit harder than I expected.52Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ48nWMw7Arx
Coincidence.
It echoed in my mind, looping like a cruel joke.52Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡcugAqnwdch
Because that’s how she and I started too.52Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡyClLDqdWDb
A coincidence.
Only this time, it wasn’t mine.
And in that moment, I realized something no one prepares you for —52Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡjwKA1AzoAP
Sometimes, people slip away. Not because they mean to. Not because of a fight. But because fate hands them a different coincidence.52Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡzoCIneIb5p
A different thread.52Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ2ExPMQcR6v
And you’re left holding the memory of what could’ve been.
and then Add to home screen.