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A Distance Memory

“Need to walk faster, i’m gonna be late for class!” continuously echoed in my mind as i took long strides towards my lecture hall. Being of a smaller stature, i tried my best to cover more ground in the shortest time possible which left me breathless by the time i reached the front door. Before i could pull open the door, a lean hand juts forward and his hand grips the door handle. A whiff of the person’s scent hit my nose with musky and woody notes. I looked up and my eyes caught a pair of glinting red eyes staring at me. At this moment, shock coursed through my body and inevitably showed up on my facial expressions as well. “Wait…… why does he look so familiar? I can’t seem to pinpoint where i saw him from……” i thought in my mind. The tall male continued to stare at me and seemed to be contemplating something in his mind. “Hmm? This is the lecture hall for the module, Art and Prose II right?” His question snapped me out of my rumination and i quickly shot back, “Ah, yes.” “Then, shall we go in?” “Oh, sure!” He then pulled the lever of the front door and we entered the class together.

As we stepped into class, it seems as though countless glances were given to us. Slight murmurs were heard as i made my way to the back of the lecture hall. My signature seat is left empty as usual and i plopped myself down. The same scent whisked around me and i turned to my right to see the same person sitting beside me. “Uhm, there’s countless seats around though?” i silently thought. The more i looked at him, the more thoughts gathered in my mind. Strange…… i don’t recall seeing him at all throughout the whole one year of my university studies. As though he heard my inner thought, he turned to face me and raised his eyebrow, a quizzical look formed on his face. “Never seen me before, i suppose?, he chuckled. “Well, i was notified that if i skipped one more class i will be expelled.” Upon hearing his answer, i nodded my head and took out my unfinished work from last week. Time to finish this up and pass it to the professor i guess. Throughout the lesson, he was silent but i kept feeling his glance burning into my very existence. Somehow, i don’t feel uncomfortable but instead, a sense of curiosity shrouded me.

Three hours passed and class ended. I walked up to the front to pass my professor the completed work and walked back to my seat. While i was keeping my belongings and packing up, he finally broke the silence. “Say, what’s your name?” “Oh, i’m y/n! How about you?” Upon hearing my answer, he instantly froze. His expression showed a mix of surprize and…… delight? “Ah…… i’m Kier. Is it too late to say nice to meet you?” “Of course not!” i laughed at his answer. As i laughed, his lips seemed to quiver upwards. “Nice to meet you too, you seem kinda dazed just now when i told you my name?” “Did i? Maybe your eyes are playing tricks on you.” he smirked. “It’s just…… i heard your name before.” “Huh? Where?” “I will let you know in due time.” he simply replied. “Moments ago at the door you seem fazed when you saw me as well, wonder why?” “Oh…… i’m not sure but you just look familiar.” Upon hearing my reply, his eyes seemed to glint even more and as he tilted his head to the side, he muttered, “Is that so?”. Checking the time, i realised that i was going to be late for my next class and i immediately excused myself. He continued to follow me with his eyes as i made my way out of the door. “Ha…… Y/n, finally i met you. I will never let you out of sight now. Never.”