It was a sunny morning above the Medical Faculty of Indonesia University. She was mingling with her friends, preparing herself for the competition. Never occurred to her that that day, something out of ordinary is bound to happen. A group of students walked across the field. Someone waved. Hey, that girl thought, that's my senior. She waved back and joined her. They did some small talk. Her senior said that another senior of her also joined the competition and he's walking behind them. She looked behind and waved her hand to her senior. But someone else was waving behind her senior. A familiar face perhaps? As the figure came closer, she realized that he is more than just a familiar face. Yes, it is
him. She threw an awkward smile and turned her back on him with great shock mainly and a cocktail of other feelings. All of them then entered the exam room.
During the recess time, they met again. She was walking with her senior who came from the same school as he does when he joined her. He asked her about the exam. He told her that he thought exam was hard. She didn't know what to say or even to use what kind of expression around him. How can he be so calm after all that has happened? Most part of her were relieved that he is such a kind guy to let it all pass and treated her like nothing happened. But it's just like looking at a scar, you're glad that it's healing but it also remind you of how you got the wound at the first time.
Throughout the competition, they didn't talk much. She passed to the semifinals while he didn't. She never met him again afterwards. What a serendipity :)
Life is like riding a bicycle. To keep your balance you must keep moving - Albert Einstein
