The street seemed neat despite the usual hustle-bustle of the traffic passing by. We decided to walk home from work. Not even five minutes on the street, it started drizzling. The water droplets kissing my bare shoulders were running a chill down my spine along with the light breeze, and your company. The wet street …

I remember the day when I met you through our common friend outside the college gate. We started meeting often, coz you were always there whenever I planned an outing with my friend. I used to converse with you only when needed, to make it very clear that I just can’t stand you. Little did …