It was probably past ten in the morning. Sun was definitely beating and my skin felt sticky beneath the college uniform. I had an umbrella inside my bag but I’m too lazy to take it out. So I walked and walked. My shadow looked not as harried as the actual person walking, but another shadow engulfed mine. Someone just shared an umbrella. I looked up to see a college student who wore the yellow uniform from a neighboring university (an institution known for producing teachers and nurses who top the national board exams). She looked like a senior or junior and smiled at me; I mumbled my thanks. We reached the end of the street and went on different jeepneys. That was the first and the last time I saw her.
*The In-Between Series is a collection of my most mundane, neither happiest nor saddest memories.