I was living a normal life until I met him. At first, I wasn't really interested to him. He's just a weird guy who talks a lot and feels so comfortable chatting with random people. He was a groupmate so, you can tell that I have to deal with his insanity every single day. Our class was 3 hours long, so it chitchatting was a normal thing, after finishing all the activities that were given that day. He used to ask me a lot of questions about life, and I guess I'm a fool for giving him answers but can you blame me? He's funny and entertaining. He became a friend, because he's persistent as f and I kinda enjoyed his company. I forgot to mention that he has a girlfriend back then, don't get me wrong I wasn't flirting with him. We never talked outside the room, except when we see each other and of course I have to give him complimentary hello.
During that time, there was an on-going basketball competition, my friend was playing for a team which was composed of players that were taking the same degree, so of course I have to cheer for our team. One time, he was talking about basketball and stuff so I butt in and ask him if he was playing for a team, and he said yes and invited me to watch. So during the quarter finals, I came to watch him play and maybe cheer for him a little, at least inside my head I was cheering for him. That day, he was playing against our team so shouting his name was not an option and, his girlfriend was there. Gosh! It's annoying to think that he has a girlfriend before me but oh well I'll just continue our story. They won the match and they advanced to the next round. I intend to watch the semifinals because my crush will be playing for another team. I went to the university gym alone since our team was dropped and my friends were not there to watch. He knew who my crush was, so when he saw me he told my crush to say hello just to tease me. It was a little awkward but fun. The match ended and they didn't win. I heard he almost punched someone, and I was worried when I saw how upset he was. This time I realize that I care.
The semester ended and it feels like our friendship ended as well, that is if you can even classify it as friendship. When the next semester came, we rarely see each other because we don't share the same schedule, but sometimes we run into each other. One day, I saw him alone and I asked him how he was doing. He told me that his girlfriend that time broke up.
PS: This is published for the sole purpose of making a "diary". I want to document the events that happened to my partner and I, so that one day I can read this with him.
