It has been a year since that very day, but he still remembers it like it was yesterday.
The beating in his chest thumped too hard, it might explode. His heart might burst and paint the whole desk red. But he remained calm, for he was the main hero that day. He prepared days and nights for that exact moment. Well, there was not much of a preparation but still, his mental must be strong, tough and rigid.
He exited the examination hall. He was so nervous that he had to submit his paper earlier than others. He sat in the corner by himself, thinking what the hell should he do? What was the plan again? That stupid yet simple plan. Oh yes, he remembered it now. He grabbed a pencil from his bag and began writing on the question paper he brought out along with his nervousness.
It has been three whole hours since the examination took place. The other students were exiting the hall. Crowds murmuring about how difficult the questions were. "You guys have the whole semester to study one final paper and yet you complain about how difficult it was," he murmured by himself.
Suddenly, he remembered about his true purpose that day. His eyes were sharp. They were moving right and left, eyeing people here and there. He was looking for something. Nay, he was looking for someone. Sweats breaking from his forehead down to the corner of his right eye. He wiped it away. "There is no time," he exclaimed in his mind. Yes, there was no time. The plan must be committed perfectly. He grabbed tightly the paper in his hand. It was his mission.
Among the sea of people, someone caught up his eyes. His eyes are squinty and not to mention that he has short-sightedness. But still, he managed to see that 'someone' from afar in the middle of hundreds of people. "This must be a sign from god!"
He chased that 'someone' down the stairs. Not too clumsy there, he did not want that 'someone' to notice anything strange. Each step he took down the stairs felt like a year. So imagine a three-storey bulding, how many steps are there and how many years did he has to feel? His nervousness was not helping at all. There were fluttering beats in his thoracic cavity. "Shut up, will ya?" he said to his own heart.
The walk felt eternal. But he managed to see the ground floor. "Okay, this is it. It is now or never". He approached that 'someone'. A lady to be exact. He intercepted that lady and he stood firmly right in front of her. Well, not that rigid. His knees were shaking. And his hands, they were like mobile phones vibrating from hundreds of notifications popping up at the same time.
He took a deep breath and said, "Hey, do you the answer to question number 5? On section C". The lady was confused. "There was no question 5 on section C. There were only four questions if I am not mistaken," she replied. "Eh but how come my question paper has question 5 on it? Can you take a look at it?" he nervously said as he raised the paper. He hold it with two hands because his right hand had already given up on him. He needed all the strengths he could find. But he was not sure whether the lady could read what he had written on the paper because of the tremor coming from his shivering hands.
The lady read it clearly, and she gasped. He smiled cunningly. "So what is the answer to THAT question?" he asked, knowing some of the jitters had gone away. The lady blushed as red as she could. It seemed like her face was gonna popped with tomato juice or something. It was the reddest he had ever seen in his life. The lady ran away. He remained calm and walked towards her.
He found the lady in a corner of an alley. He smiled upon her, and approached her again. This time, he made it quick and simple. He whispered, "Do not forget to tell me the answer when you get back home, will ya?" and he ran away, dashing through the winds.
The lady blushed, and the guy smiled. And the rest was history.
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