x
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.56Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡrAxZzT0xrp
In my class. Not with a bang — no. With a stillness that pulled me in.56Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ3EAAiuzp06
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.56Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡOhAGGxIKc3
A twist of fate, or maybe a cruel joke dressed as kindness.56Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ17r3KVpKr7
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.56Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡo38yAm004H
And somehow… the universe whispered back.56Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡenmtkHgBuO
And somehow, she became my pair.
I still remember the rush — like every word I knew had vanished.56Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡpIbINQrcY3
But she broke the silence first.56Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡe6wMPMBOVJ
Anime. Books. Songs.56Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡcW7z8VVc5m
She read stories I loved.56Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡh0WHH4ScSa
And she seemed like one.
Both a little introverted, both a little lost in our own worlds.56Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ6iDtnPJuvp
But somehow, we found each other in the same chapter.
She smiled when I spoke. I smiled because she listened.56Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡUI02pd01Cv
Time blurred. The bell rang.56Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡvdZNcpl9Ze
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.56Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡTVEbVyS3p1
Afraid of saying too much.56Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡnxBnl0dHpt
Afraid of being misunderstood.56Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡQronsXseFw
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.56Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ5TDJDpasNV
Distant. Quiet. But somehow... always there.56Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡWbOYneq1OQ
Not burning bright — just being.56Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡryhwaPOzJF
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.56Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡsqhAtfYto8
Moved classes.56Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡfaFiuzAvRW
Moved… away.56Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡz9cahtxYey
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?56Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡMzYFRXA8pq
Or was this always the story of a fool who named a girl Seren,56Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡquFJNMC4HU
and never found the courage to tell her why?
