Disclaimer: Let me introduce you to the new hero and
heroine: Agha and Afrina. I’m writing this continual and based-on-my-mood
flashfiction in order to improve my writing ability. So, I would be very happy
if you correct my grammar or the word use. Just comment below and tell me the
correct ones. Happy reading and don’t forget to leave your opinion!
I was just glad it would be the last
day of student orientation. It had been three exhausting days. Although
tomorrow we would still have another event, well, it’s okay for knowing it was going to end soon.
I discussed with the other friends
of my group for tomorrow’s preparation. While we were busy talking to each other, the committee
asked for attention because there were some students who had not gotten their
group yet. I noticed a girl wearing a head craft spoke a little bit nervous on
the stage. Nothing interesting from her but her smile was so heart-warming.
“Be serious, boy!” Kamal standing
next to me exclaimed. I turned back to the topic we discussed after spending a
whole minute staring at her.
***
Kamal was higher than me so I stood
right behind him, two from the first row in this opening ceremony. As a boy, I
knew Kamal included to those who had good looking appearances. This term,
destiny chose us to become classmates. I bet he would be a best friend of mine
after having amusing days in the collage orientation with him.
While delivering some materials, the
dean asked us to sit on the ground. I turned back to examine the situation and
suddenly a girl sitting a few meters behind me absorbed my focus. She was the
one who was on the stage looking for her group. Clearly I could see her doing
something. She was writing the material in her notes. Knowing her doing so,
somehow it challenged me. I opened my bag, took my notes, and started writing.
Then I wondered, she did nothing to me but her activity couraged me to do so. It seemed I did not
want to be defeated, but from what? Writing a note? Hey, who are you?
-Agha
