Ren

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It has been 6 months since Gorya and Thyme went public, after the whole Gorya disappearing act, Thyme's memory fiasco, and a bunch of other obstacles they had to face before they could unite in peace. Ren was happy for them, for Kavin and Kaning too. With MJ off to the UK, he was left to ponder about his life outside the F4.

He had enrolled himself in university like any other average young adult graduating from school. But he knew he wasn't the average, he was F4, and there would be eyes on him wherever he went for the rest of his life.

F4? A group of handsome and talented people popular in town? Cliche' right? Sounds like something from a popular drama, but the truth is, that fiction is a magnification of the real world. If social circles can exist, so can cliques.

Cliques exist, so do cliches.

F4 would occasionally hang out together, but he knows he cannot linger even though they were family-like friends, he had outgrown it.

"Here we go" Gorya entered with a bunch of pamphlets from public universities.

"Thyme said he will apply wherever I do. Why is he going to college though, I don't understand."

It was for her, to be a part of her life journey. Gorya knew it too but she wasn't still used to Thyme's antiques.

"Typical Thyme" Ren smiled as he browsed each of them.

"What do you want to major in? Have you thought about it?" he asked her with the Ren-like smile,pure and unreadable.

"I would say agriculture, it is something I am used to. After my injury, I couldn't go back to basketball, so any sports-related major will only bring back those memories."

Ren held back his comments. He was still angry at Thyme for ruining Gorya's future. Of course, it wasn't his fault the anti-F4 decided to attack her but he couldn't help blame Thyme. After all, Thyme's mistakes only hurt Gorya, anybody he had wronged in the past all came back at her when the only mistake she made was falling in love with Thyme.

Gorya had noticed Ren's eyes shifting restlessly at her recollection of a painful incident.

"Maybe I should go to your university. Can you get me some contact in the event management  degree at the University for the Creative Arts ?"

Ren nodded as he picked up his sketchbook and started another page.

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