Imagine studying at the same college with Mhin
⢠Coming across each other only during breaks because you both study at different faculties. Mhin once thought about transferring into your group, and they would gladly do that but unfortunately your professions differ drastically.Â
⢠Noticing each other from far corners of the hall and nodding; some kind of succinct gesture, bearing the meaning of mutual greeting and silent way of conveying âsure, we are tired but fuck it, we ballâ.Â
⢠Marking the way their frown and discontent on their face is gradually replaced by a soft smile as they approach you.Â
⢠Quickly reaching the nearest coffee shop during said breaks, but only for your sake. Mhin is not a big fan of take-outs, but they wonât cease the opportunity to spare you a moment while waiting for your order and briefly talking about everything that happened over the period of your short âpartingâ, caused by curriculum and different class/lecture-rooms.Â
⢠Suggesting that you both take aesthetically pleasing notes to add some colours to your routine; writing out ornate letters with brush pens, decorating pages with cute stickers and vivid patterns. But failing the attempt as Mhin prefers comfort and practicality (the most they can do is using pens of different colours and highlighting topics from time to time). They are convinced that all this â¨study aesthetic⨠doesnât suit them at all and there are two reasons why â firstly, the nature of their specialisation, and secondly, the insane amount of shortened words and strikethroughs in their notes (also add here the margins of their notebooks filled with neurotic scribbles, little crosses that are outlined numerous times, doodles and tiny rough sketches). As they say, usage of cute stationery wonât help them at all, let alone enhancing their notes. âIt will eventually cause even more messâ.Â
⢠Constantly checking each otherâs class schedule and receiving messages from them like âare you done yetâ, âwhere are youâ, âshould i wait for youâ as well sending those to them yourself (but knowing that youâll both wait until one of you finishes classes no matter how long it takes).Â
⢠Hastily walking under streetlights, barely hearing each other over the noise of the street and crowd, and agreeing on âthese people are so weird and stupid, thanks god we are normalâ. Listening to their complaints and subconsciously adorning the way snow flickers on their silver hair, bleached strands sticking out from the hood. And how amusing are their attempts to hide themselves from biting cold when they bury their lips and nose in the collar of their jacket.Â
⢠Standing in a crowded bus and exchanging meaningful looks with them, discussing the environment solely with glances â driverâs rudeness, someoneâs pungent cologne, a deliberately loud conversation, contents of a strangerâs phoneââdamn, we shouldnât have looked at his screen, gross!âÂ
⢠Helping each other with homework by mere presence; finishing your own tasks while lying on their bed and listening to the rustle of pages as Mhin sits at the desk and thoughtfully writes something. Heavy darkness of a late evening changes the bluish hues, and radiance from a table lamp, blanketing Mhinâs silhouette and reflecting in the window, feels undeniably warm and cozy.Â
⢠Getting advice from them on how to cope with exam stress along with a list of light herbal sedatives which can help in dealing with anxiety. Definitely will explain their effects in detail and respond to your âprofessional deformation, huh?â with a sarcastic chuckle. Â
⢠Trying to get to know them better; it is genuinely hard to lure anything out of themâthough if you listen to them carefully, you may effortlessly catch some trivias about them or their interests. So in brief moments of silenceâor when they read something attentively on the laptop, biting their lipsâyou look around their room and its sparse decor. Remember, Mhin advocates for practicality, itâs only natural that their books are placed in perfect order on the table and shelves, no posters on the walls (if you donât count prints from anatomical atlases as ones), and there is a cute cat-shaped lamp on their nightstand, illuminating soft glow.Â
⢠Accepting their offer to walk you home when it gets too late and dark. Hugging them goodbye when you get to your place and watching them till they disappear into the darkness of the winter night. Tomorrow awaits another day and new attempts to get closer to this whimsical lilâ fella, who is seemingly the only one worth knowing in the asylum you have to call your college.Â
discoholicmusic
jbbartram-illu
origamiaround
germansingergirl
janainaart
kaledo-art
