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Mei's pov

I walked down the train as I tried not to make a big deal out of the email I'd just received, but it was harder than I liked. The words you have not been accepted into our NYU sponsored professional writing course kept repeating in my mind.

Once I realized I didn't want to immediately continue with my college studies, I was happy to discover there were many professional writing courses offered by universities because it meant I could focus on something I genuinely enjoyed and possibly wanted to dedicate my life to. As much as I didn't like to admit it, I'd spent my whole college year completely burnt out from how demanding it all was.

The fact that stuff was going on in my personal life definitely didn't help, but it probably would have happened anyway. College felt like a huge weight on my shoulders I couldn't wait to get rid of. I'd managed to get in because of my academic results in high-school, but I just felt like I couldn't get myself to study and focus like I did back then.

Despite all of that, I matched the academic requirements to apply to most writing courses, so the fact that I'd gotten rejected to the one I was hoping I'd get into the most meant that it was because of the short story piece I had to submit in my application. Which kind of hurt. I knew it wasn't the best I could have done because I'd written it when too many things in my life were going on and wasn't that lucid most of the time, but I thought I had a chance.

I needed to wait for the results of the other courses I'd applied to before getting disappointed, but I couldn't help it.

And I also needed to focus on the fact that I was about to see my girlfriend after two months of long-distance relationship, which I'd been looking forward to ever since we first left our hometown after the holidays.

I needed to get any thoughts about not being enough and failing in life out of my head before I saw her, because I did not want to ruin our days together because of them. Once I got off the bus that led to Vic's campus, and then actually saw her near the entrance, it was easy to not think of anything but that anymore.

"Mei!" she basically screamed as she ran towards me, throwing her arms over my shoulders and pressing her lips on mine before I could even say anything.

"Hi" I chuckled as I pulled back, smiling at the sight of her face. "I can't believe I'm here"

"I can't believe you're here too! Oh my god" she said, kissing me one more time. "I wish I could have picked you up from the station but I had my last lecture this morning and-"

"It's okay" I cut her off with a laugh. "I'm here now" I added, kissing her forehead.

"You are" she smiled. "Let's go inside then, I'll show you around and you can leave your stuff in my dorm. I can't wait to show you around the city"

"Let's go" I echoed, grabbing her arm as a surge of happiness spread through me.

Her university was definitely smaller than mine, but also much less chaotic. The campus had a calm vibe, with ivy-covered buildings and paths connecting them.

"This is the library where I spend way too much time" she said with a giggle, pointing to an old building.

"It's beautiful" I said. "I feel like I'd be more productive here"

"Yeah, it's pretty peaceful. And over there is where we all hang out when the weather's nice"

I glanced over at the lawn she pointed towards, imagining us lying there together, soaking up the sun. "Hopefully the weather will be nice in the next few days, then"

"Yeah" she nodded, squeezing my hand. "Let's drop off your bags. There's so much I want to show you!"

As we walked to her dorm, I felt the weight of my worries disappearing. Being with her made everything else less important.

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