Falling in love is as easy as breathing but a loving relationship is complicated and a far fetched dream for many, and that includes me.
You know the moment when the person walks into the room your heart flips and skips beats. The moment when the butterflies decide to have a rave within you when the person talks to you. The person's mere glance or an innocent touch can shoot you up the sky. The fuzzy feeling when you follow their slightest of the movements. That's when you know you have hardly,deeply, and wildly fallen in love with that person.
Everything seems bright and colorful until one day you discover that person has fallen passionately in love with someone else. That's my story, story of my unrequited love.
Highly anticipated university life is at my door step, and that's why I am inside the hazing hall with my fellow freshmen. I can see many nervous faces around. I wonder what is there to be worried about, it's just hazing.
I believe the boy next to me is shivering lightly. I can see him constantly gripping his fingers. His already pale skin has been flushed out of all the blood. I can see sweat forming on his forehead, as his eyes occasionally darts towards the door. He has his hair down with warm and timid features. A sense of protection and care habitually kicks in me.
The hazers, I don't know if I should call them haters because that's what it feels like. They behave like dictators trying to impose their wretched rules on us and demanding to finish some pointless tasks.
Irrigation crackled and rage rippled through me, when I saw the head hazer picking on the boy next to me for a ridiculous reason. I couldn't control more and I protested. I wanted to smash something..maybe the hazer?
The boy next to me looks petrified, and rooted to the spot. I believe he was witnessing all these chaos for the first time in his life. How naive can he be? Maybe he was pampered by his family within their sweet little comfort bubble. But I am sure, that won't help him to survive in this wolves' den, faculty of engineering.
I was about to launch at the head hazer when two freshmen held me back. The pale skinned boy is looking at me with his widened brown eyes. Another guy wearing glasses is now standing next to him, as if to provide some support.
The hazing was immediately dismissed after the stunt we pulled. Only good thing that happened to me is I gained some new friends, along with him...
Arthit Rojanapat
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