Iloilo Universities Secret Files
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Hi, Admin!
First off, thanks for providing an opportunity for people to express themselves. I have been quietly reading the comments from your Facebook page for quite some time now, and today, I finally gathered enough courage to share my story. This is not a humourous or university's feedback/questions nor political involvement. But can you post it for them to inspire hehe.
Hope you could post it anonymously.
Our deeper discussions always seem to pave the way towards deeper connection.
Even until now, I still remember the first time I met him in my first week as a new senior high school student in BNHS. He was definitely not the popular nor conventionally good-looking kind, yet somehow, he captured my interest instantly.
I can still clearly remember him sitting in front of Canteen 3 when we had that extremely long vacant period. I just watched him for what seemed like hours, the way he talked, his hand movements, even the movement of his lips as he spoke. It was hard to explain yet even back then, I somehow felt that he was someone special.
Unexpectedly, his name suddenly popped up on my Facebook suggestions. I then sent him a friend request without any second thoughts and he accepted it right away.
At that point, our school was preparing for the dance contest, and I discovered that we had the same dance teacher. I saw his post on their winning, and immediately I decided to take the initiative. All I said was "Congratulations," and surprisingly, that single message changed everything.
Our interactions became more intense. We grew closer, and slowly everything became sweeter.
To him, I guess it all remained casual talks since he had no idea about romance. To me, however, I was already head-over-heels in love.
I finally asked him if he could let me court him. He did not know what to answer since everything seemed new to him, but I decided to go after him anyway.
Every day, I waited for him in the school gate so we could enter the campus together. I would buy him snacks from the streets, offer him drinks while he was having class break, and give him small gifts such as keychains.
He finally asked me to stop, but I was already so in love that I ignored him and treated him like he was already mine.
Then came the graduation.
It did not last as long as I hoped because our conversations gradually stopped after the senior high school.
Skip ahead to applying and enrolling in college—when we unexpectedly ran into each other again.
The second I saw him, all the emotions that I thought I had suppressed came flooding back.
Now both of us are sophomores enrolled in the same college even though we are studying different subjects. What's even more amusing is the fact that my Balasan National High School best friend turned out to be his college best friend.
Life somehow brought us back together.
Once again, we resumed those meaningful discussions. We do not talk every day, but when we do, everything seems like yesterday.
In the meantime while we were not in contact, both of us have encountered other people. Another person tried to court him, but he confessed that he was not satisfied with it. For my part, I got into a relationship that did not work out.
Today, we're officially just friends.
But sometimes, it doesn't feel like we're only friends.
It's no longer just about the feelings I still have for him. It's about how naturally we understand each other. We match each other's energy without even trying. We talk about our lives, our struggles, our dreams, and somehow every deep conversation pulls us even closer.
That's why I'm torn.
Part of me wants to risk everything and pursue him again.
Another part of me is afraid of ruining the friendship we've rebuilt.
Maybe this time, we're meant to stay friends.
Or maybe life gave us a second chance that I'm simply too scared to take.
So here's my question for everyone reading this:
If you were in my position, would you risk confessing and pursuing him again, knowing you might lose the connection you have now? Or would you choose to protect the friendship, even if it means living with the question of "what if?"
Thank you for reading my story.
P.S. This is only a small part of everything that happened. There are a lot of moments I couldn't include, but maybe they're stories for another time if anyone happens to be curious.
發表於: July 9, 2026, 5:03 a.m.