Moments in Life

King's Hall. Midnight. Spring just started. Tulips under moonlight.

Rested my eyes after hours of reading, took fresh air outside the study room on the third floor's balcony. Took deep breath but then choking suddenly by the cigarratte smoke from ground floor. Who the hell was that, destroying my fresh air? Poked my head to see and found the source, that asian guy, Dante's friend.

Stared at him from third floor with evil eyes. liked he had a radar to detect my evil sight, he looked up. "hi, there" he said. He remembered me.

Before that day, he and I walked passed each other a few times. He stared at me for some reason, surely not admirably, everytime we met in the hall. pretty mad at him, how rude! few days later, Dante's took me to meet his NICE friend just came a few days. couldn't believe it's him.

it's impossible to hide my surprise and seemed he was surprised also from his pause after Dante's introduction. still staring, this a-hole!! talked a little, tried to be polite then excused myself to do my homework. thought we'd never have to meet again.

the King's Hall wasn't that big. met him again and this time i had to have conversation with him.

"hi" right back at him, then a few words and excused myself to go back to study room. a few minutes later, he showed up at the study room. then we talked a little about programs here. another student was in the room so we went out to the same balcony and continued talking. talked about things on campus, programs here, etc etc, the moon, the tulips, the atmosphere. well, he wasn't that bad. before i knew, hours had passed by.

The next night at midnight, wanted to go out for a fresh air but remembered the previous night (or morning), was afraid to meet the guy. had so much to read, couldn't have any distraction. continued reading till 2 am, then went out for fresh air. nice weather. pretty moonlight. hm...is he there? poked to see and surprisingly, my eyes met with the same eyes. "Hi there, it's you again" he said.

Third floor and ground floor. it became our meeting point. the story began there, like romeo and juliet. Like a fairly tale. Luckily, it didn't have the same ending. Nobody died but no happily everafter either.

One of a few moments in life.