Wait for You (wlw) (Bitter spin-off)

twenty-one

Mei's pov

"Why on earth did you even choose a philosophy class as an elective when you could have picked the easier route of modern history just like I did?" Ellie asked me as we met after our classes. We mostly had elective classes that year, but surprisingly enough that was the only one we'd chosen differently.

I'd also luckily cleared things up with her soon after I'd overreacted to her asking me about Vic, I was thankful that she'd accepted my apology and understood I was just very on edge in those days.

"I just wanted to challenge myself. And I literally don't know anything about philosophy, learning something new is good sometimes" I said, knowing well that I'd initially chosen it for another reason.

I'd joked about it with Vic, and I ended up actually choosing it because she was so enthusiastic about it, and couldn't wait for me to tell her what I thought about what she studied as a major.

Little did I know, I actually found it all very interesting, but being reminded of Vic every time the professor mentioned something I remembered she talked to me about was definitely not fun. I could have never imagined we wouldn't even be on speaking terms once the class started back when I'd chosen it.

I hadn't heard from her since that last time we talked in August, and even though it'd almost been two months since that, I still couldn't stop thinking about her and how shitty of a person I was to her.

It'd been a while since I missed someone, but I definitely did miss her. I'd become so used to her presence in my life that not being able to just text her when something reminded me of her was strange.

But I was the one who ruined it in the first place, and I was going to have to live with that until I got over her. Because at the moment, I definitely still had feelings for her.

"I don't know about that, I still think history is better" Ellie broke me out of my thoughts. "I still don't understand how V- uhm, how you like it" she added, probably realizing why I'd chosen it in the first place given what she was about to say.

"I'm still not totally convinced of what I think about it, we'll see" I shrugged. "You're going to the third year students' party this evening, right?" I changed the conversation topic.

"Yeah, I guess so. I feel weirdly extroverted these days"

"Love that for you" I patted her shoulder. "We'll see each other there, then" I said as we were approaching the subway stop.

"Sure! See you later" she said as we briefly hugged before separating.

I hadn't been partying as much as I used to, mainly because both Ellie and my roommates had understood it was my coping mechanism when I was sad, which led to me being drunk and risking doing stupid stuff and just feeling ill the next day. I kind of felt like a rebellious kid being watched by her parents. I was thankful that my friends cared about my well-being, though.

But that evening some people from our course had organized this party to inaugurate our third year, although it'd already been a while since classes started so it didn't make too much sense to me. But I was still down to be at a party with a valid excuse.

It actually ended up being in a more professional setting than I imagined, they'd apparently rented a proper event venue for it.

"I thought this was gonna be more of a casual party than...this" Ellie said as we walked in the place.

"I know, damn" I said, looking around. "But there's still music and a free bar now that we've paid for the entrance, so I'm not complaining"

"Exactly" she said. "Look at us now, starting our last year of college. The day we met each other on our first day of lessons doesn't feel long ago, doesn't it?"