After that day, the externals began. Then the semester-end exams arrived like an avalanche.83Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ4lMo8xtAWg
January became a blur of tension and ticking clocks — PDFs flooding WhatsApp, people panicking over units they hadn’t touched, doubt circling like vultures.83Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡfuNJct8kJK
It was the busiest I’d ever seen our campus.
And in that chaos, I tried. I gave it what I could.83Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ5y5kobNQWX
Some nights I stared blankly at notes, hoping something would stick. Some days, I simply trusted intuition, muscle memory, or fate.83Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡIRWbFEiG02
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.83Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡLMwmKH4935
That’s how long the first semester lasted.83Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡneTxiOC6mj
Five months — that's what the calendar says. But to me, it didn’t feel like months.83Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡQgS2fsb7dO
It felt like moments — raw, unfinished, incomplete. Like scribbles in a notebook I never meant to show anyone.
And then… something shifted.83Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡFDegoJXj9Q
Something in the air.83Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡHPO0em7Lo8
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.83Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡaoTGjVUJMK
Our evening talks behind the buses — stopped.83Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡTvuR8QGoSM
Her presence, once familiar like a hum at the back of my mind — faded.83Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡpkza44OGYa
I kept telling myself it was nothing. Just timing. Just routine.83Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡSet5KgP7EH
But the truth has a way of finding you… when you least want it.
One day, I was with Simon. Just a regular day.83Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡQuG0Q7rlB8
And that’s when I saw them.
Her.83Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡcUuuvdKlQl
Smiling. Laughing. Walking.83Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡu6GPf213Uv
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.83Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡq7NaPLrsPO
I smiled, because what else could I do?83Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡUmxcmWVZgL
But deep inside, I was quiet. Frozen. Trying to act okay, because that’s what we do, right?
Later that day, I asked her.83Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡwcQOTbm7Jz
“How do you know Ren?”
She said — that,83Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡUzDYDugQa5
“Oh… we met online,”.
Simple. Innocent. Coincidence.
That word hit harder than I expected.83Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ85LeLSUbBO
Coincidence.
It echoed in my mind, looping like a cruel joke.83Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡlUheEKD7fN
Because that’s how she and I started too.83Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡaQ7tdyQ1DS
A coincidence.
Only this time, it wasn’t mine.
And in that moment, I realized something no one prepares you for —83Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ5p3RbOhJ7b
Sometimes, people slip away. Not because they mean to. Not because of a fight. But because fate hands them a different coincidence.83Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡuwCR4zhvHn
A different thread.83Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡqmUAPP8PMe
And you’re left holding the memory of what could’ve been.
and then Add to home screen.