BiBi sat in the quiet of the evening, staring at the empty seat beside him. That seat used to belong to LaLa — her laughter, her stories, her stubborn kindness still echoed in his mind like a haunting melody. He had always known she was special, but he never expected how quickly life could pull her away.
LaLa had dreams — big ones — and a heart too wide for small places. While BiBi wanted to build a quiet life together, LaLa had her eyes on the world beyond their tiny town. When she got the scholarship to study abroad, he had smiled and told her to chase her future. But inside, a storm had begun brewing.
Now, every day without her felt like a slow unraveling.
“How far will I go?” BiBi whispered to himself as he picked up his phone, staring at her last message. “I miss you too, Bibi. But I need this.”
He had already applied for a job near her university, taken extra shifts to save up, and even started learning a new language just in case. His friends called him obsessed. Maybe he was. But this wasn’t just love — it was a connection deeper than words. LaLa had been the only one who ever truly understood him, saw through his silence and still stayed.
He remembered the night she almost didn’t leave — how she held his hand on the train platform, her eyes shimmering with tears. “Promise you won’t disappear from my life,” she had said.
“I won’t,” BiBi had replied. And he meant it.
So how far would he go? Across cities. Across oceans. Across whatever wall life put between them.
Because love, real love, wasn’t just about letting go. Sometimes, it was about holding on, even when the world said to move on.
BiBi stood, determination in his eyes.
He was going to her — no matter what it took.
