College Life for Falling In love: 4th year

Kyle's Point of View: It is early August as of the moment. I am walking by myself towards the university I am in. It is the first day of my 4th year. Quite nervous since I do not really know if my classmates will be the same from that of my 3rd year. I am Kyle Barron, and I am in the 4th year of my College taking the Civil Engineering program. I may not be your typical average student since my studies are above average. Not boasting though, it was a really hard fight since my first year. Anyway, as of today, this will be my last year. It was me alone walking at my school ground until one person approached me. It was the friend I met when we were at our 2nd year, Claude Silvesto. He is an average student when it comes to academics but what makes him interesting is his personality. His kindness, cheerfulness, and hilariousness brings a sunny atmosphere to everyone around him. "Oi, Kyle. What is your first class this day?" He said and encircles his hand around my neck. Without letting me talk, he peeked to the schedule I was holding on. It was my schedule for this week. "Classroom 615. Oh, We are going to the same room. Let us head out together." He shouted. "Okay, Claude." With my usual tone, I responded. "Are you okay, Kyle?" This was his trait that I noticed. He is quite perceptive when it comes to human emotion. Well, yeah, as his words said, I am not okay. "I mean you are in your usual tone, which it isn't like you." he continued saying. But since I do not really like where this us going, I pretended that I am okay. "I am okay. I am just nervous." I replied. "That so? Then okay." He remarked though, I felt that he is wary of me not being okay. We continued to walk and talked until we have reached the room 615. The first class or room we will enter for today. "Wait a minute." I said. As soon as we have reached the room. I was surprised that no one was inside. Neither one student nor a professor was there. Just the empty seats and a clean marker board. "What?" He replied shockingly due to the unknown circumstance. "What time is the schedule in your copy?" Firstly, I made sure whether the time of our lecture is right or wrong. "It is 8 here in my hardcopy. How about you?" I saw mine too, and time of lecture is also at 8. We reached the room exactly at 8 which made me wonder why the classroom is still empty. "Maybe, they went somewhere for the lecture, Kyle?" I answered Claude with a "no" since if that is the case, there would still be a little mess inside this room. There was only two conclusions that came into my mind. It would be that they change the classroom or date yesterday. Moreover, my schedule was printed day before yesterday, so it might be the case. "Um.. can you check your digital schedule?" I asked Claude. "Class is still at 9!" He was shocked because of the alteration of schedule. Anyways, I usually use hardbound copies rather than digital since I liked it this way. Claude, on the other hand, copies me since he said that it is the way to become a 'genius like Kyle' "Mine, too." I replied. To clear up the misunderstanding, schedule was changed yesterday. "Eh, this hardcopy of our schedule is wrong." Yes, it was since it was printed day before they altered the schedule. "Oh, here. Look, they announced that it is changed from 8am to 9am just yesterday." I showed him yesterday's announcement and he understood it directly. "The classroom is open. I guess we should just wait inside......for an hour." I continued. So, we entered and sat in the chair in the corner front while Claude sat beside me. I was bored and fell asleep at the table. Every chair is paired with a long but not big table. -------- I have never thought loving was painful. There was this one girl I met in my first year of College, we fell in love but we broke up just yesterday. This was the main cause why I was not able to see the announcement. I still remember last night's scene, the painful event I felt. It was around evening. We walked through a bunch of crowds. The place where we at was a Night Market. In Each side, we can see different food stalls, families that eating, and couples dating. We were walking at the center while she was crossing her arm around mine. "What do you want to eat, Kyle?" my girlfriend asked. "Anything you want, Elaine." I responded, which can normally make her mad. "If you are going like that. Both of us will be unable to decide to eat. Then, hunger then death." My, that was a bit over reality. But to respond, I tend to go with the flow and reacted surprised. Yet, she had the eyes of a boss. So, I took it seriously. "Do not push it too far. That is over exaggerating." "Just joking. Choose now or we will both go home." She said while she crossed her arms. Women can be really scary at most times. We, men, can hardly oppose their desires because if we do, they will bute us with a harsh attitude. "How about barbeque? I think I am craving for it." After countless of thoughts and looking side by side at the food stalls surrounding us, I made a conclusion. "Yeah. Let us go with that." Luckily she agreed with that. We made a conclusion on what to eat. We talked and laughed together. Anyway, never had I thought it would be the last time. At the end of our journey for today, she said. "Kyle, let's break up." with eyes that looks really sincere. "What? Why?" I responded shockingly. I know she is not joking about this, because I have known her for long and this self she had shown is someone who would never lie. "I....... I do not think I should be explaining anymore. Pls." She had a long pause making me wonder if she had doubts in breaking up. Honestly, I do not want to break up with her. So, I tried to push a bit further. "But, if I am unable to know the reason. I cannot agree in breaking up with you. We have been for two years. Why now?" I said. "I am sorry but that is all." She averted her eyes away from me as she talked. "Are you sure that this is what you wanted?" Pls no, I do not want to break up with you. "Yes. I am sorry." "For the last time, are you sure?" Pls, for the last time. Make this breakup a joke. "Yes!" With that exclamation. I gave up and gave respect to her decision. "Then, I respect your decision. Thank you everything up until now." "My father is here. I am sorry I have to go now." she remarked and ran away from me. With that, I spaced out all night, not knowing what just happened. "Oi, Kyle. Wake up, it is 8:56 am. We are almost at 9. Kyleee.....Oi, Kyle. Wake up." It was Claude forcing me to wake up. " I am already awake, can you shut up for a moment." I said while being irritated at him. Who would want a forceful way of waking up? No one, of course. "Oh, sorry. Anyway, 9 is coming. It took you 10 minutes to wake up, Genius." "Ah, sorry and thank you." Anyway, it wouldn't hurt to just say sorry and thank you to the people who just wanted to help. "Do not worry." He responded. He, then, close our gap and whispered something to me. "Also, did you dream about your girlfriend, Elaine? You murmured her name earlier." He said. "What? I did?" Yeah, Kyle. We were dreaming about last night's break up so it is a possibility. My brain said to me. "Yeah but your voice was low." he said. It was a good thing though that I only murmured her name since it would be more embarrassing if people thought she is still my girlfriend which is not. Also, I want to say this to Claude. "Oh okay. Anyways, Claude, she is my ex-girlfriend now." "What? You broke up? That is impossible, she was madly in love with you." "Claude, I do not want to talk about it now." "Hm, so that explains why you act your usual self today. Wanna drink later?" " No way". With that, the bell rang. One student entered the room. For a moment, I thought she was Elaine. The person at the front was a standard beauty like Elaine. I have never met her during my years in college, is she new?. Anyways, look a like is look a like. No one can replace Elaine, or will there be? Ahhhhh! College Life for falling in love is not normal for college students! My mind is clearly shouting and laughing right now, but it was shattered due to the presence of the professor.