At the time, it never crossed their minds that someone they had known as a stranger for so long would be the one person to complete them. Isn’t it funny how two people can be in the same close circle yet never really talk to each other? They thought so too. Every day, they studied the same subject at the same place, yet saying “Hi” was a rare occurrence. Only when the chance of meeting again had grown slim did their paths cross once more.

He had already graduated, and she was finishing her undergraduate thesis back then. Amidst the crowded café that night, she was looking for a place to sit. She heard her name called, and then he invited her to share the table with him. Time passed, and no words were spoken.

“Are you going to be here for a while?”
the boy asked.

“Yes,” the girl replied.
“I’ll be here until morning.”

Time kept ticking.

“Is that 1984? Is it any good? My friend gave it to me, but I haven’t even finished the first paragraph,” the girl said, trying to break the silence of the night.

The boy smiled.

The idea seemed so peculiar to them. All they needed was to wait for the last piece of the puzzle to truly understand what life was all about. Little did they know, that night marked the beginning of something bigger that was about to unfold. Everything happened for a reason, and for them, the reason was each other.