So many ethereal things go unappreciated and unnoticed, like the seashells on the sea shore—reflecting the bright, orange sun above as it slowly melt into the horizon, waiting for the waves to touch their shells, and wanting for someone to bat an eye at their multicolored existence.
It was the first day of my college life, anxiously meeting others' eyes, strangers exchanging weird looks, with a sense of judgement that seems to be screaming at me—or at least that's what my mind has manipulated me into thinking. I marched through the hallway with my hands gripping the strap of my bag, hoping that it'll ease my fast-paced thoughts going within my system.
Minutes later, I've found the room that I've been searching for, and quicky sat down. I pulled out my notebook and neatly organized the items on the table in front of me, and our adviser chose that time to walk in through the door—causing me and my classmates to depart from our chair and greet her with wilt.
"Good morning, class" the teacher greeted.
"Good morning, ma'am" we said back in unity.
Ma'am Gina nodded and ordered us to sit down. And just like that, hours passed by in a blink of an eye, and recess welcomed us with a warm hug. It felt like a temporary victory, I reached the back of my bag to reach my snacks—while also catching a glimpse of a boy two chairs away from me, that seemed to be observing my every move. I turned to look at him, just to find his head fully focused in my direction. I decided to shrug him off and focused on my food that also equals to a sweet celebration after a total battlefield.
"Hello, how are you?" He interrupted, my jaw open mid-air, ready to get a handful of my fudgee bar. "I'm... fine?" I bit back, as a total boy who doesn't have any communication skills.
"What's your name?" The boy uttered. "I'm Bier G. Hiermo, how about you?" I stated, starting a small talk. "I'm Yeuji A. Velasco, nice to meet you" the boy responded with a sweet smile. I stared back at him and looked away to continue eating my food. After the break, I keep on seeing him give me glances throughout the whole class, what could he possibly be thinking? Have I got something on my face?
Finally, Science class came, and I spotted him moving the chair in front of me and sat, as he stared at my brown eyes with the same smile again. I ignored him again, is he really that friendly?
Our science teacher walked in the room, greeted us, and continued her class. Soon after, she declared that every tables' students were bound to be grouped together—and little did I know, this was just the tip of the iceberg that I'm going to found myself into.
Weeks passed by and I slowly realized that he was in every single group I've been—mapeh, science, english, you call it. Is this a coincidence or what? "I'm just being assuming... right?" I whispered to myself. "Being assuming to what?" he answered to my sentence that came out of my mouth subconsciously.
"N-nothing" I murmured awkwardly. "Was I being too nosy?" he asked, "No, no, not at all, I was just shocked, that's all" I said, trying to reassure him. And that basically summed up my whole day that I've experienced for today, was fate doing something that I didn't know? I hope not, I don't really have any interest in anyone at this point of my life.
Tuesday morning greeted me with warm sunrays hugging my whole personality, waking me up to get ready for another day of dealing with my continuous overthinkinh self.
By the time I got into my class, the bell rang few minutes after—reminding that my day was starting. Before the teacher got into our classroom, a boy hurriedly came, sweat dripping on his face—Yeuji barged into the door, his necktie looked like it was tied by a toddler. He sat behind me and our eyes met, his mouth curling into a smile while his hands were pulling out his notebook. I turned away and greeted out the teacher who just came.
"Let's just ignore this, why am I suddenly viewing eye contacts as a sign of liking you? Only a fool would think that" I quietly said to myself while sitting at the left side table in the cafeteria—eating my lunch to slowly regain my strength. Out of the blue, the boy came and sat right next to me—why the hell is he doing this?
"Hi" Yeuji said, trying to make a conversation, hoping that we'll get closer to each other.
My mind was filled to the brim with my never-ending thoughts, I quickly stood up and turned to get away from him—this is not happening at this time of the year, I need to focus on my studies.