After learning how to find time and make space, Aiah and Khae discovered something else.
Sometimes, love had to learn how to move.
Because life did not stay still.
Not for them.
Not for anyone.
The semester continued.
Aiah's graduation became closer.
Khae's responsibilities grew heavier.
Their days became a mix of deadlines, classes, responsibilities, and small moments they had to intentionally protect.
But this time, they weren't afraid of being busy.
They had learned how to communicate.
They had learned how to say:
I miss you.
I need you.
I'm tired.
I'm proud of you.
They were better now.
But a new challenge was waiting.
The future.
Aiah's world was slowly changing.
Everyone around her seemed excited.
Professors talked about final requirements.
Classmates discussed applications.
Friends asked about plans after graduation.
"You're almost there," people would tell her.
And Aiah would smile because she knew it was true.
She was almost done.
But sometimes, being almost done felt scary.
Because graduation meant leaving a familiar version of herself behind.
The campus where she became who she was.
The classrooms where she learned.
The hallways where she met Khae.
The places where their second chance happened.
Khae noticed the change.
Not because Aiah became distant.
She never did.
Aiah still sent her random messages.
Still reminded her to eat.
Still asked about Student Council meetings.
Still found little ways to show up.
But Khae noticed when Aiah became quiet after people mentioned graduation.
One afternoon, they were having coffee near campus after their classes.
It wasn't a long date.
They only had about an hour before they both had to leave.
But they had learned that an hour was still worth keeping.
Aiah stirred her drink slowly.
"You're thinking again."
Aiah looked up.
"Am I?"
Khae smiled.
"Yes."
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My Last And My Only
FanfictionIf it's not you, it's not anyone, Aiah. Remember that.
