What happened that night was purely a chance encounter.
My friends had invited me to a fest that December night. It was being hosted by another university but was taking place on our university grounds. I was looking forward to the event because it was the first time my friends and I had actually made plans together. I just wanted to go to the fest, eat some good food, and enjoy the day. I wasn't exactly looking to meet someone new, nor did I think I would.
I reached my university and met one of my friends. Honestly, it was pretty boring in the beginning. I met a few more friends, and someone introduced me to their own circle. Just when I was starting to regret showing up, the music started playing. I went to get my friend because I wanted to dance with him—I thought it would be fun—and that's when I met her. And wow—she was cute.
My friend and she were talking about movies, and when they mentioned one of my favorites, I jumped into the conversation. We started talking about movies, TV shows, webtoons—you name it. We were both really into films, and eventually we started talking about Mr. Robot. None of my friends had ever watched it, so I got a little too excited.
I still remember the way she smiled at me. Let me tell you: it was one of a kind—the kind of smile that could enchant people.
She casually mentioned that she also read a lot of smut, and being the idiot I am, I blurted out that I liked writing smut. To my surprise, she actually complimented me—said that was hot. We went our separate ways after that. I didn't think much of it. I had recently gotten over a minor crush, and I wasn't really looking for anything.
But I met her again that same night while I was dancing with my friend. We were having fun, and she was dancing right beside us. She mentioned she was into BL and my friend and I danced like a couple just to put on a show for her. She laughed, recorded us, and thanked us for the performance.
The night was magical. I was having so much fun, dancing without a care in the world. But like all good things, it had to come to an end. Before we left, we exchanged social media and waved goodbye. I didn't think much of it as I headed back to my room.
That night was amazing. And let me tell you, my dear reader: it was the kind of night that made people smile, made people dance, and somehow even made people talk about smut and BL.
I never thought that random chance encounter would end up meaning so much to me. To this day, I still wish I had spent more time with her—talking to her, watching her smile, and living just a little longer in that moment.