EPILOGUE

Study, graduate school, and work. Actually, that's the only plan I have for my life. My studies come before anything else, no matter how much time my buddies and I spend hanging out or drinking. But I had a different goal when I met Atasha Rodriguez. She is simple but beautiful. Her appeal was so strong that even if she were just sitting and busy with what she was sketching, she seemed like an angel in my eyes.

"You. I've been noticing for a long time the stickiness of your gaze on the fine art student who often hangs out on the bench," Thelmo commented when we once had a drink in his dorm.

My jaw quickly tightened, and I looked at him intently. "How did you know her?"

"Whoa! Chill, no one is going to steal your babe," he said while still raising both hands in the air. "It's obvious what course she's taking; besides that, I can already smell your moves by simple passing through their room even though it's faster on the other pathway."

The rest of our companions laughed and showered me