After that day, the externals began. Then the semester-end exams arrived like an avalanche.133Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡlnb4lVn8GG
January became a blur of tension and ticking clocks — PDFs flooding WhatsApp, people panicking over units they hadn’t touched, doubt circling like vultures.133Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡWmnXzznnrH
It was the busiest I’d ever seen our campus.
And in that chaos, I tried. I gave it what I could.133Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡCj5G9AQLp4
Some nights I stared blankly at notes, hoping something would stick. Some days, I simply trusted intuition, muscle memory, or fate.133Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ5WsQX8w4mz
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.133Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡwUbsQNRF2i
That’s how long the first semester lasted.133Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡfDEpUJjHAY
Five months — that's what the calendar says. But to me, it didn’t feel like months.133Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡMS1CymjLEQ
It felt like moments — raw, unfinished, incomplete. Like scribbles in a notebook I never meant to show anyone.
And then… something shifted.133Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡQvSkr7HCOf
Something in the air.133Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡcuBR5alEzA
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.133Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡssRfjYbMYs
Our evening talks behind the buses — stopped.133Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ4htsiy0eHi
Her presence, once familiar like a hum at the back of my mind — faded.133Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡM3F2iJjmrv
I kept telling myself it was nothing. Just timing. Just routine.133Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡKKXgeVxiim
But the truth has a way of finding you… when you least want it.
One day, I was with Simon. Just a regular day.133Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡUw1A9AfiEx
And that’s when I saw them.
Her.133Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡHHykOPkBKH
Smiling. Laughing. Walking.133Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ2tiv0I8oC2
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.133Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡIyA40G5qUW
I smiled, because what else could I do?133Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡBN1vQyp6th
But deep inside, I was quiet. Frozen. Trying to act okay, because that’s what we do, right?
Later that day, I asked her.133Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ3AASHXnSrh
“How do you know Ren?”
She said — that,133Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡbOlLQxzixj
“Oh… we met online,”.
Simple. Innocent. Coincidence.
That word hit harder than I expected.133Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡIVjNo7INH6
Coincidence.
It echoed in my mind, looping like a cruel joke.133Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡuBTrJmBl3R
Because that’s how she and I started too.133Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡIY531EOzmK
A coincidence.
Only this time, it wasn’t mine.
And in that moment, I realized something no one prepares you for —133Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡAw4hPFaIcS
Sometimes, people slip away. Not because they mean to. Not because of a fight. But because fate hands them a different coincidence.133Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡgShFE7PmVT
A different thread.133Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡCAc3Pezmjj
And you’re left holding the memory of what could’ve been.
and then Add to home screen.