Recently, true-to-life love stories were making trends in this platform. I've read quite a lot of interesting and entertaining stories posted by some users so I decided to share also my not-so-interesting story of how I met my husband...
It was around last week of May 2015 when we first met JC. He was a Freshman college student while I'm in my Sophomore year back then and were taking up the same course in a prestigious university here in our place.
The population of our College Department was just small that's why we acknowledged each transfer and freshmen students well.
I was a member of the University Peer Facilitator's Organization so I get to know him and his classmates as early as first week of the classes started because I was assigned to monitor their section.
JC and his group caught my attention because they were reportedly skipping classes and always used the upcoming Freshmen HipHop Dance Contest as an excuse since they will be representing our College. I let it slip, accepted their reason and just marked their Monitoring Cards as "excused", good thing they won the said competition. Our College was really proud of them!
Weeks passed, our University Dance Group held an audition to accept new members. I got interested and gave it a shot. I listed down my name and contact details then waited for my turn to perform. I saw him and his group and then we greeted each others. They also signed up for the audition.
Few days after, the result came in and I am one of the 30 lucky auditionees who passed the first stage. JC's group also cleared the stage.
We were called in for the second stage of audition. We were divided into 4 random groups and was given different tasks. We were then evaluated at the end of the week. From 30, we got down to 15 final members. I'm so happy at that time, it felt like I'm in cloud nine! Dancing is also my passion aside from doing artworks. His group were also among the 15 new members of the dance troupe.
We became really close from that point, all 15 of us. We attended after-class trainings and go home late all together and after event or dance performance, we always celebrated new accomplishments as a united dance group together with our seniors and troupe adviser with some drinks and moderate parties. This became our routine everytime we were invited to perform elsewhere but we never exceeded to our limitations, we knew when to stop.
JC's group and I became closer than before since we spent more time as well during their Peer Counseling Session plus we're in the same college as what've mentioned earlier but JC was the closest to me because he has this bubbly and cheerful character, we share music interest and he also loves art.
JC and I often eat and go out together but we really don't have romantic interest to each other at that moment but as time passed, our closeness became much deeper and we developed some sort of "more than friends but less than lovers" relationship.
This somewhat strange connection between us reached our troupe president and he called our attention. He talked to us and reminded about our golden rule which is "NO FREE LOVE", meaning we can't have intimate relationship with any member of the group unless one of us will sacrifice first by quitting.
We're not in a relationship yet but we're starting to develop the feeling so JC and I talked about it. We both love dancing and we worked really hard just to be part of our dance troupe. Imagine competing with 100+ auditionee before getting the spot and in the end you'll just throw it away? Sounds ridiculous, right?
Before the night ended, we decided to continue being a member of the dance troupe. We both have dreams and we still wanted to perform in stage.
From that day, we became just casual. Everything changed. No more sweet text messages or gestures. No more going out or watching movies together. We started moving on though we actually don't have any label or relationship.
We chose our dreams and passion over our feelings. We just thought about it as mere puppy love or infatuation.
We continued our lives and moved forward...
(Watch out for Part II: The Heart Wants What it Want)