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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.52Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡFF6kYTfCS7
In my class. Not with a bang — no. With a stillness that pulled me in.52Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡn94UZ3YyaG
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.52Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡUfp7eVD3q5
A twist of fate, or maybe a cruel joke dressed as kindness.52Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡN4zEMNf53c
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.52Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ1DlnrVonTf
And somehow… the universe whispered back.52Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡKaIJijf8s5
And somehow, she became my pair.
I still remember the rush — like every word I knew had vanished.52Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡhtES5EoDol
But she broke the silence first.52Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡWtNiVTSPRc
Anime. Books. Songs.52Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡkHyEK0qwCo
She read stories I loved.52Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡJeKc9ymAo3
And she seemed like one.
Both a little introverted, both a little lost in our own worlds.52Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡIfuQc7Bb9G
But somehow, we found each other in the same chapter.
She smiled when I spoke. I smiled because she listened.52Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡLlqWQqHXfj
Time blurred. The bell rang.52Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡEYCidlNGhd
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.52Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡZkBb8ROaVr
Afraid of saying too much.52Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡgy5Yg6iFfx
Afraid of being misunderstood.52Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ6mqMc9hMfc
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.52Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡqkrlpcMNja
Distant. Quiet. But somehow... always there.52Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡz2iCsxWdWY
Not burning bright — just being.52Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡWQDCCQHfLv
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.52Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡWMZehYPoqb
Moved classes.52Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡwlvD51znZP
Moved… away.52Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡbMcXHQUqfy
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?52Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ7z9SHGann6
Or was this always the story of a fool who named a girl Seren,52Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡuTwXAa5rPz
and never found the courage to tell her why?
