Defending the Inevitable [On-Going]

PROLOGUE

Prologue

At Noxvord University

•College of Arts Graduation Exhibit•

Hearing those footsteps of people walking around the exhibit hall of this University seems like a scene from a movie. People walk in fast forward, while I am standing in front of the receptionist waiting for my turn to enter the hall. The exhibit's theme is 'masquerade', that's why the guests, including me, are wearing exquisitely designed masks. Well, what do you expect? This is Noxvord.

'Is she present inside?' I told my mind. 'After all, she's supposed to be part of this exhibit. Is she back?'

"Madamme? Maam?", I was snapped out of my lost thoughts when I heard the receptionist called me. "Ohh, Sorry" I said, "No worries Madamme, you can enter now, enjoy the exhibit" she mentioned while giving me a soft smile and handing me the exhibit pamphlet.

With light footsteps I started roaming around the hall, appreciating all the hard work of Noxvord U's Art students. From Paintings, Sketches, Graphic Arts, and Sculptures. This is the last time that they will showcase their talents as a student of this University. Here, tonight they will be offered opportunities after opportunities, for there's a number of invited guests who has big name in the art industries.

Reaching the other part of the hall, I can feel my heartbeat getting smoother and slow. So slow that it felt like that time whenever I am with her. Maybe because I can feel her presence through these Photographs, it's 'so her', that makes my heart ache.

Then I noticed one photograph that stands out. As always, I knew that it is hers. Why? Because it's me in the picture. 'Hmm, she included this, wow' i told my mind. It is a monochrome high-definition photograph on a big canvas, my face is not fully seen, I am hiding half of my face with my arms. The photo is just up of the chest of the subject, and kinda naked. But what will struck the most the people that are looking, is the eye of the subject. Just like the name of this piece "Longing". Ironic that it is also what I feel right now looking at this photograph.

She's away, I long for her. I always long for her. My heart beats the same for her. The comfort when I am with her. That slow and smooth heartbeat whenever she's near. That inevitable feeling I have when I first saw her.

Before my tears fall from my eyes, I turned my back. But the world seems to be with me right now because she's standing a couple of meters away from me. I know that it is her even with the mask, my mind naturally memorized the whole her.

"It's you"

"Yeah, it's me."

"Have you been better?"

"Slowly, but not yet, sorry"
"Can you still wait for me?"

"Can you? Can you wait for us?"

That's it. Even the most painful pain of longing is inevitable when it comes to this person. I'm done. Done defending the inevitable.

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A/N: The journey has begun!
Please excuse the grammatical errors. I only write to release my thoughts. Hehehe if you wanna listen to me then just read my story.

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