He heard every word they said clearly.
He licked his lips and curled his hands into a fist before opening them again. He could clearly remember the time he started liking Ayanna. Everything came back to him like a huge crashing wave. It hit his body and he flowed to the sea of memories.
He was in first year of college then and so was she. But they did not know each other’s presence. Sure, he had heard of an Ayanna Manzano from some writing competition and knew she was a great writer. But she still did not stand out to him, no. There was no reason for him to look for her anyway.
But it was one fateful Thursday afternoon. He could clearly remember how the sun shone hotter than usual. He was a little bit too early for his afternoon class but he could care less about that. Two months into
