That said, due to Colin's pampering, my social circle was small. I hung out with the same people, and I wasn't sure who I could trust and who would stick it till the end with me. What a conundrum.I sauntered to the square and sat on the bench, trying to think of a suitable candidate. At my wit's end, I missed Colin even more than before. If only he were here with me, he would have given me the best advice. I depended on him so much that he had become irreplaceable in my life.I let out a sigh."What could possibly be so puzzling that my dear junior is sighing in defeat here?" A smug voice came from behind, startling me. It was a familiar voice, but I couldn't remember whose.I turned around and saw my senior, Nico Smith, in the third year of his post-grad study. He was the graphic design student from Professor King's office who delivered a message previously. At the same time, he was also a popular figure on campus.I stood up, smiled, and greeted him politely. I looked up to him
I told Nico about the important and intriguing part of my research project before sincerely inviting him to join me. I assumed he had to think about it since he studied graphic design. Paints were definitely out of his comfort zone. To my surprise, Nico said yes almost immediately.I had to swallow back the persuasive words I was about to utter, and it almost made me choke. It was as if I brought cannons to conquer a land but the people surrendered immediately before I could whip my weapons out. The surprising outcome made me reevaluate my own assumptions and prejudices.Did I just convince a smart guy to join my team without any persuasion? How anti-climatic. But I loved the outcome."Nico." Originally, I didn't want to tell him about the lack of funding. But since he agreed to join my team this easily, I'd feel bad if I didn't tell him the whole picture. Besides, in a team, teammates should be open about themselves. Otherwise, there'd be no teamwork. "I need to tell you something.
"Hey, Nico, don't leave first. I still have things to tell you." Nico left in broad strides, and I chased behind him while yelling. He was unusually calm about it. Any ordinary person would be apprehensive when asked to invest or participate in a project without clear future prospects.Not only that, Nico didn't even ask any questions before deciding to support my initiative. Did he trust me that much or was money something inconsequential to him? In addition, other than several academic conversations, we never really talked to each other much.Why did he agree to work with me that quickly? Why was he willing to fund my project right away? Because he liked my project?"Just text me. I have to go now."Nico was very tall, and his long legs could easily cover a lot of ground. I ran, but I couldn't catch up at all. Noticing that he didn't want to talk further, I gave up on making him stay. Based on my observation, Nico was a kind person. But that was a conclusion drawn by my inexperie
That wasn't true. Colin, my boyfriend, was one of the two men who loved me the most in this world. He wouldn't want to steal my light or want me to rely on him forever. In the past, my presence was barely noticeable because I was complacent.I hid under Colin's wings and didn't have to worry about a thing. I could do whatever I wanted. But now, I was no longer the sheltered Luna. I wanted to be an eagle who could soar through the sky. I wanted to be independent and support Colin, not burden him.Several days ago, I was still resenting Jasmine. But not anymore. Thanks to her dirty tricks, I learned to be mature, to defend the ones I held dear, and to stand my ground.She reaffirmed my determination to become stronger and fight with Colin. In a sense, I should thank Jasmine. Her relentless assault forced me to grow up. "Colin is the sun, and I'm the moon. Without the sun, I won't be able to shine no matter how hard I try. Love is a mutual commitment. Colin gave me his heart, so I'll
Queenie's reaction told me that she was hiding something from me. Something must have happened between them.Since it was impossible to get an answer from Queenie, I decided to ask Andrew instead. However, judging from Queenie's avoidant attitude and aloofness, it was quite likely that Andrew's confession failed.Andrew did not give up nevertheless. He continued to indulge in Queenie and take good care of her. Even though he failed to win her over with his confession, they still hung out together. It sucked being an outsider who couldn't get an answer.A dinner without alcohol was a quick one. Within 20 minutes, I finished my meal. I volunteered to wash the dishes, and Queenie was keeping me company."Luna, check the college's forum. You're going viral again," shouted Andrew, startling me and almost making me drop the plate I just washed.What? I went viral again? Queenie reacted much quicker than I did. Before I knew it, she grabbed my phone on the countertop, unlocked it in one
"Sorry, Nico. I'm the reason you went viral." I snatched my phone back and sent a simple apology.Queenie knew all my social contacts by heart. When she saw that I was texting someone with a profile picture she had never seen before, she squinted her eyes and interrogated me, "Is it a guy? Who is he? Come clean now."Stunned, I looked at the phone in my hands instinctively. This felt odd because the way she interrogated me didn't sound like she was a good friend of mine but a jealous husband. Queenie wasn't bisexual, was she? Was I the reason why she rejected Andrew? Why didn't I know anything about it?Huh, no! She was straight. Very straight. Anyway, if she was straight, why was she glaring at me? Why was she doubting me? She was my best friend. Shouldn't she trust me?"It's none of your business. You should mind your business with Andrew." I grabbed her hands and put them inside the washing liquid. I decided to walk past her and left her alone in the kitchen washing dishes. "N
I looked at the forum, where the users had quickly forgotten me, and the increasing posts about Nico's girlfriend. I felt a mix of amusement and frustration. I wondered if Nico could handle the relentless questions. Our collaboration hadn't even taken off, yet I had already caused him a big problem. I felt guilty.Everyone at Jesselton College knew that Nico was devoted to his academics and had been single for what seemed like an eternity. He had never officially announced having a girlfriend. It wasn't until later that I found out that Nico was not the ascetic he appeared to be but rather a cultured rogue. Queenie's offhand remark had ruined Nico's reputation, almost akin to spreading a terrible rumor. Ultimately, it was my fault. As such, I could only apologize again.I picked up my phone and typed out a message, "I'm sorry, Nico. I didn't say that, I swear."Nico responded quickly, "My reputation is already ruined. What good is an apology? How about you introduce me to a girl
As I lay in bed, hugging Colin's pillow and breathing in his fading scent, I gradually drifted off to sleep.With most of the curriculum completed in our second year, most of my classmates were occupied with projects, preparing their theses, and planning their future businesses.I had often fantasized about opening my own art studio in the future. It would be a spacious, bright room with a courtyard that had a fountain. The courtyard would ideally have some flowers and plants and a set of wicker chairs.I would brew a pot of premium coffee in my spare time, sipping it while admiring the art. It would be a life of pure contentment.When my friends heard about my grand future plans, they laughed so hard they doubled over. They joked that an 80-year-old soul must reside in my 23-year-old body as I seemed ready to retire and embrace a lifestyle that the elderly preferred. I didn't mind their teasing as everyone had their way of living. Being ordinary and unambitious was simply who I