Memories surged back like a tidal wave.

I met Evan in college; he was a senior, and I was a freshman.

At the freshman welcome party, he sang a soulful folk song, and from that moment, I was hopelessly smitten.

It was a feeling I couldn't shake.

My roommates always teased me, saying I was love-struck. I started waking up early every day just to attend Evan's classes, even though they weren't mine. The professors joked that I was Evan's little shadow.

Every morning, I brought him breakfast, rain or shine.

Once, I stood foolishly outside the boys' dormitory because of something he said, only for him to laugh when...