The city smelled like rain and new beginnings. I never used to like the rain, I always hid beneath my umbrella. But that day I lost it… I finally felt how beautiful the rain could be.

It was my first day of university.
But that morning felt... different.

I was pedaling toward the university, lost in the rhythm of the song and the soft swish of my tires against the damp road, when my eyes caught something, a man who looked a little older than me.

He was standing beside a car, while someone crouched near the tire, probably fixing it. But he wasn’t helping, just scrolling through his phone like time moved slower for him than the rest of us.

He wore a beige hoodie under a denim jacket, the hood pulled up, though a few strands of long, slightly messy hair framed his forehead, swaying with the breeze.

It was just a glimpse,

barely a second, but somehow,

I noticed everything.

Yeah... I liked him at first sight.

I didn’t stop. I was already late, and the last thing I wanted was to make a scene. So I kept pedaling... but I couldn’t stop myself from glancing back. Again and again.

It was dangerous, sure, but in that moment, curiosity was louder than caution.

It was a perfect morning.

And then there was him. The person I’d just seen.

I couldn’t help but hope today would turn out just as perfect.

I wanted a peaceful, simple university life. One where I could laugh with friends, study in sunlit corners, and quietly enjoy the background music of my own thoughts. No drama. No chaos. And definitely no tragic love story.

I’d always been into fictional men, the ones who ruined real-life standards for me. Maybe that’s why I never truly found anyone. I believed that when I fell in love, it would happen in an instant, the kind of moment where time just... stops. But that moment never came. But that day, when I saw him, I fell.

I always dreamed of a love story like the ones in novels, not the kind that breaks you, but one that stays. Something soft, simple, and deeply lovable. A love that feels like home, not war.

Not expecting a fairytale Just an ordinary love story with a happy ending.

But destiny had other plans.



As I walked into the classroom, I spotted David and Nora already sitting in the last row. They waved the moment they saw me. The three of us had been inseparable since fifth grade, somehow, we’d made it all the way here together.

The class was buzzing with energy. Students chatted in clusters, some already clicking and laughing like old friends. Others looked nervous, struggling to find their place in the room.

I didn’t pay much attention to their conversations. I headed straight to my friends and joined them in the last row, the top of the tiered seating. From there, we had the perfect view of the entire room.

“How can you be late on the first day?” Nora asked, narrowing her eyes.

I dropped my bag onto the seat and sank into the chair next to David, who was quietly scrolling through his phone while Nora and I talked.

“I overslept,” I admitted with a guilty smile.

She leaned closer, eyes narrowing with mock suspicion. “Something good happen to you?”

As she moved toward me, her head bumped into David’s hand, and his phone.

“Can’t you talk to her from your own seat?” he grumbled, nudging Nora lightly toward the window.

“Hey, switch seats, if it’s bothering you that much,” I said to David, giving him a playful push.

“Fine,” he muttered.

We swapped places, and I gently took Nora’s hand, grinning.

“Actually…” I began.

“What?” she asked,
“I saw something beautiful today,” I whispered.

“Hello, Evryone ! So, how does it feel? You’re finally in college! Excited for this life?”

The class responded with a loud cheer.

“Well, let’s see what the future holds. You’re business students now, so don’t take this lightly. Enjoy it, sure, but don’t forget to study too,” he added with a stern smile.

The first twenty-five minutes were spent listening to his lecture, introductions, university rules, and expectations. The remaining time was set aside for short one-on-one interviews with each student. It wasn’t exactly exciting, but having my old friends beside me made it easier.

After the lecture, I turned to David with a teasing smirk.

“Hey, Mr. Prince, what’s with your mood today?” I said just to tease him. He came from a well-off family, after all.

“Shut up, I am not in the mood,” he replied, eyes still on his phone.

I exchanged a look with Nora. “What’s wrong with him today? Why is he acting so grumpy?”

She gave him a playful glare. “Forget him.” Then she turned to me. “We’ve got our next Lecture in Room 102. Let’s go.”

We started packing up. Just before leaving, Nora smacked David lightly on the back of his head.

“Hey!” she shouted. “Let’s go!”

David looked up at her with mock irritation. “What, are you going to beat me up?” she teased.

“Not in the mood,” he muttered, but finally stood up.

As we walked through the corridor, Nora and I kept teasing David, gently hitting his arm until, at last, he cracked a smile, the first one I’d seen from him all morning.

We entered the next classroom, still playfully nudging each other. But the moment I stepped inside, my steps faltered.

There he was.

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