
I wasn’t looking for love.
Not then.
Not at the beginning of a new life in BTech, when everything felt so loud and unfamiliar.
But then… there she was.47Please respect copyright.PENANASjjJCOl2OJ
In my class. Not with a bang — no. With a stillness that pulled me in.47Please respect copyright.PENANAs6MFYyDOj9
Her eyes weren’t just eyes — they were answers I hadn’t known I was asking for. The way she carried herself, unaware of the spell she cast…
She wasn’t trying to be seen. That’s probably why I couldn’t look away.
And then — something close to a miracle.47Please respect copyright.PENANAtnjdVkCccL
A twist of fate, or maybe a cruel joke dressed as kindness.47Please respect copyright.PENANAK9apHxegIJ
Our English teacher split the class into boy-girl pairs for an icebreaker — apparently to help us “communicate better”.
A task I would’ve laughed at on any other day. But that day, I whispered a prayer.47Please respect copyright.PENANALY0vOmXL7j
And somehow… the universe whispered back.47Please respect copyright.PENANA4jL9FsvjCG
And somehow, she became my pair.
I still remember the rush — like every word I knew had vanished.47Please respect copyright.PENANAV3icIDOK7b
But she broke the silence first.47Please respect copyright.PENANASQgPfTjv0X
Anime. Books. Songs.47Please respect copyright.PENANA3k8XmgxqMc
She read stories I loved.47Please respect copyright.PENANAnZlr34Tkai
And she seemed like one.
Both a little introverted, both a little lost in our own worlds.47Please respect copyright.PENANA97uhHfGx6a
But somehow, we found each other in the same chapter.
She smiled when I spoke. I smiled because she listened.47Please respect copyright.PENANAAO3VrUsEzD
Time blurred. The bell rang.47Please respect copyright.PENANAdIhY2msSe6
And just like that — it ended.
And we never spoke again.
But something strange kept happening — our buses, parked side by side every day. Coincidence? Maybe. Or maybe a second chance, parked beside me daily.
Still… I said nothing. Because I was afraid.47Please respect copyright.PENANADEDJIppBGW
Afraid of saying too much.47Please respect copyright.PENANAik6Lp0Hb3l
Afraid of being misunderstood.47Please respect copyright.PENANA4897dPw5wv
Afraid of being too much for someone who never asked for me in the first place.
I never even knew her real name. Not then. But I gave her one — quietly, in my own head.
Seren.
It means "star" in a language I don't speak, but somehow understood.
Because that’s what she felt like.47Please respect copyright.PENANAi8zOLqjgvH
Distant. Quiet. But somehow... always there.47Please respect copyright.PENANA7UfltuMsoI
Not burning bright — just being.47Please respect copyright.PENANAYVFGFompSw
A kind of calm I wanted to orbit.
She never knew, of course. She never knew she was Seren to me.
I told myself — four years is a long time. I’ll talk to her again. When the time is right. But fate isn’t always patient.
In amidst of all, one day, she changed her branch.47Please respect copyright.PENANAJOPzFsBULq
Moved classes.47Please respect copyright.PENANANKxM9JEugs
Moved… away.47Please respect copyright.PENANAfol4UKgSGk
And I was left wondering…
I stood there, not broken — but almost.
“How foolish of me,” I thought.
Waiting for the right time, without ever trying to make it right.
So now I ask— Will our paths cross again?47Please respect copyright.PENANAbI5MZ11ZXa
Or was this always the story of a fool who named a girl Seren,47Please respect copyright.PENANAhWbhZcR2AY
and never found the courage to tell her why?