We met at art school. The kind where the computer labs were open for 24 hours between mid-terms and finals. The hustle was real. It was 4 a.m., Janya just got back from the nap room. She saw a friend and said hi, then saw a tall man sprawled across three chairs a couple rows up. She found out he was her friend's friend, so she walked over to see who he was. Thomas woke up. Our eyes met. We smiled. Every time we bumped into each other at school, we always had such fun conversations. We loved spending time with each other and even 6 years later — we graduated, lived our lives, traveled together — we still do.