Pages of Admiration , In the Quiet of Six Years

For six years, my life had a quiet rhythm that pulsed only when I caught a glimpse of you across the courtyard or in the fleeting moments between classes. You never knew it, but your presence turned ordinary hallways into enchanted paths, and simple words spoken to friends into treasured echoes. We were separated by just a few walls and yet lived in different worlds. Still, every shared lunch break, every casual encounter was a chapter I memorized, hoping one day it would mean more than just another familiar face in crowd