(Copyright disclaimer: I do not own the picture above and you probably know who own it)
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I slowly exit the door, slide across the corridor, and pass through quiet but busy classrooms while trying to walk as normally and calmly as I could. It is only when I leave the main building that I allow my face to finally break into a smile.
Today finally arrives, the day where I can go back to learning random things because I want to and not because my future rests on my ability to memorize said random things. Exams are over. Although I'm not really sure how well I've done, there's nothing to do. Everything's over, and all the papers are out of my hands. Thank God.
I punch at the air around me and jump around. There are people around, watching as I skip across the campus ground and for the first time, I just don't care all that much that people might think I'm crazy. Maybe I finally am. Maybe that impromptu-like philosophy exam has finally managed to snap my brain in half. Or maybe, like Rousseau said in 'The Social Contract', "Man is born free, yet everywhere he is in chains." Maybe inside, I've always been like this, and the social chains that have been repressing my instinct have finally been torn open.
I skip along the concrete pathway along the little park on campus towards a small open place with a pretty bench that is quite popular as a prop to take photos. Usually, that is. The exam season seems to have managed to kill the picture take soul of even the most eager selca taker out there. I'm going to sit there, for the first time since I enter university.
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As soon as I arrive, I collapse gently on the bench and sigh in satisfaction. What a pretty bench, the prettiest in the entire university. My bag flops limply when I set it aside, mirroring my back that leans completely onto the warm smooth wood that has received plenty of sunlight since the morning. I close my eyes, thinking of what to do now that I'm free. I wonder what Hunnie's doing. I pull my phone out of my back pocket and hold the number one dial. It automatically connects to Hunnie. The phone beeps a few times before it dies. I look at the time on the top right of my phone screen. It's eleven fifty-one.
Suddenly the phone vibrates and the notification banner comes up. A message from Hunnie. I click it open.
Hunnie: Whassup
Y/n: Hey, where are you?
Hunnie: Class. Just waiting for the bell to ring cause it's not even my turn. I was done like ten minutes ago.
Y/n: Done with...?
And nothing. She stops replying. I wait for a few moments but still, nothing. I put my phone on my lap, intertwine my fingers and stretch my arms together. As I yawn, finally the notification pops up again.
Hunnie: Sorry, bathroom break.
Hunnie: Oh, remember the interesting hair cut they told the class to design?
Hunnie: I got my feedback.
Y/n: And???
Hunnie: I could proceed with it to the next round
Y/n: YEAYYYYYYYY 👏🙌 YOU DID IT!
Hunnie: I DID!!! I FREAKING DID IT!! SUCK IT ASSIGNMENT! I ANNHILIATED YOU!
Y/n: 👏👏👏👏👏
Hunnie: I'm really happy
Hunnie: Like REALLY REALLY REALLY HAPPY. But there's something that can really make me
Hunnie: A bit happier.
Hunnie: Just a bit.
Hunnie: It doesn't have to happen, but it would just make me a bit happier.
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