Few weeks have gone by, and everyone has become busy dealing with homework and projects for their classes. To make matters worse, our first quarterly exam was coming up, so we had to study and focus in our classes to be able to pass.
But thanks to the books from library, I didn't need to worry about studying as I can just gloss over the covered topic and reread it again since I already knew it.
Meanwhile, even after the Welcome Ceremony, our group still hang out together whenever we have free time. Everyone has gotten closer, even the quiet Teresia herself.
Yep. That is her new nickname. The Quiet Teresia since she was the only one in our group that didn't talk much.
But as we hangout more, she was slowly opening up to us. We just have to be patient until she becomes fully comfortable enough to joke with her.
For some reason, I could see myself to her.
From what I heard from Silvera, she used to be lonely before coming here in the academy. The only one she talked to was Silvera and one maid from her house that always takes care of her, and no one else. Whenever she tried making friends, they would reject her because of her status.
Her family are close to the Ruler's house. Her parents thought of marrying her to the prince of Zolgar, but when they noticed the distressed they were placing to their daughter, they rejected the idea and let her choose her own husband.
She wanted to have friends but was rejected by society because of her position in her family.
Meanwhile, I was a loner because of my goals back then. I never wanted friends. They wanted ME to be their friends. I rejected people back then because I was so focused on achieving my goals.
We are the same yet different. The former wanted to be accepted. The latter refused to be accepted.
But now that we have met each other, I felt a crack within me. The feeling of wanting to be alone was being pushed out by being with my loved ones. Back then, I only cared about my parents. Now, it is different.
Despite the differences we all have, I am willing to accept everyone in my life.
A smile appeared in my lips as I finally realized of what "accepting others" means. It's not the objects or gifts they give to us that we have to accept. It's their heart that we have to accept with.
No one is perfect. But we all tried to strive to be one.