Saya was a 3rd year student when I entered the university for the first time. I did not know who he was as it was the first time I met him. I met a gentleman with tidy hairs wearing glasses, wearing a well-ironed white-coat, and carrying a thick book in his hand. "Saya, where's the library?" (Saya means teacher.) "Ah! I am not a teacher, yet. Do I seem such an old man?"
Saya would not remember the face of a new 1st-year girl who was so embarrassed and so ashamed. Embarrassedly flushing on the youthful but mature and self-possessed face of Saya - I will not.... up to now.
By this mean, I and Saya became friends. I had known not only where the library was but also that Saya's name was Minn Pyae, and that Saya was just a 3rd-year student. Ko Minn Pyae's affability and speaking not very frankly and loudly were factors to remark him as a good-natured friend for a strange girl.
Though his name was Ko Minn Pyae, I bore Saya which I called him by mistake, in my mind.
Saya - this is the name I gave him which no one will know.
YOU ARE READING
Falling in love
Short StoryA retold story of a house surgeon girl about her first time love with her senior assistant surgeon, and it is about the feeling of a girl regarding love.
