
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.94Please respect copyright.PENANAnI9cGQJtrJ
In my class. Not with a bang — no. With a stillness that pulled me in.94Please respect copyright.PENANA8p7yTMUMOl
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.94Please respect copyright.PENANAkiltr0OzYV
A twist of fate, or maybe a cruel joke dressed as kindness.94Please respect copyright.PENANA4jf7bigAqt
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.94Please respect copyright.PENANA5t0iAEayxv
And somehow… the universe whispered back.94Please respect copyright.PENANA993ZtR3COI
And somehow, she became my pair.
I still remember the rush — like every word I knew had vanished.94Please respect copyright.PENANAoZOHanTqOS
But she broke the silence first.94Please respect copyright.PENANAGJ1FrN091c
Anime. Books. Songs.94Please respect copyright.PENANADx7RdwkoSv
She read stories I loved.94Please respect copyright.PENANAkFg3TIjAUw
And she seemed like one.
Both a little introverted, both a little lost in our own worlds.94Please respect copyright.PENANAHmMheESepc
But somehow, we found each other in the same chapter.
She smiled when I spoke. I smiled because she listened.94Please respect copyright.PENANAJpxiN3pU9u
Time blurred. The bell rang.94Please respect copyright.PENANA4H90dTP31e
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.94Please respect copyright.PENANA6OZrZnl1C5
Afraid of saying too much.94Please respect copyright.PENANAjvrBAIdvKc
Afraid of being misunderstood.94Please respect copyright.PENANAQaPeKwxnKC
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.94Please respect copyright.PENANAMv8m8fctp7
Distant. Quiet. But somehow... always there.94Please respect copyright.PENANA7taFWtzLk1
Not burning bright — just being.94Please respect copyright.PENANAgE0IIXnXXv
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.94Please respect copyright.PENANA6SqIqoMwlm
Moved classes.94Please respect copyright.PENANABTSM4vqhjW
Moved… away.94Please respect copyright.PENANAr28AV6laaE
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?94Please respect copyright.PENANAVdRiwKoJzu
Or was this always the story of a fool who named a girl Seren,94Please respect copyright.PENANAGd6fVRwSph
and never found the courage to tell her why?