My Last And My Only
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    Chapter 121: Finding Time

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    After they got back together, Aiah and Khae had a habit of making ordinary days feel special.
    It started small.
    A coffee before class.
    A random walk around campus.
    A late-night call that turned into hours because neither of them wanted to be the first to say goodbye.
    A shared snack between classes.
    A simple "I miss you" message sent in the middle of a busy day.
    For the first few months of their second chance, almost every day felt like a monthsary.
    Maybe because they knew what it felt like to have nothing.
    Maybe because after losing each other once, having each other again felt like something they should never take for granted.
    They were softer with each other.
    More patient.
    More intentional.
    They didn't waste moments anymore.
    But eventually, life started moving again.
    And life was busy.
    Aiah's mornings began with deadlines.
    Being a fourth-year BA Multimedia Arts student meant everything suddenly felt like it had a countdown.
    Graduation was getting closer.
    Her portfolio needed more revisions.
    Her final projects needed more polishing.
    Her professors saw details she missed, and every consultation gave her another list of things to improve.
    She didn't mind.
    She loved what she was doing.
    But some days, her brain felt like it was always somewhere else.
    That morning, she walked across campus with her iPad pressed against her chest, her sketchbook inside her bag, and a coffee she barely had time to drink.
    She was already thinking about her next revision before she even reached her classroom.
    She passed by the Communication building.
    And for a second, she looked toward the entrance.
    She wondered if Khae was there.
    She wasn't.
    Aiah smiled slightly.
    Maybe she would see her later.
    Khae's morning was just as full.
    Her BA Communication classes were already demanding, but being part of the Student Council added another layer to her schedule.
    Her phone had been buzzing since she woke up.
    An officer needed approval for a post.
    Someone asked about an upcoming event.
    A meeting time needed confirmation.
    Khae stood outside her classroom, reviewing her notes while replying to messages.
    She was good at this.
    Organizing.
    Helping.
    Taking responsibility.
    She had always been someone people could rely on.
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