Him

I still remember the very first time I saw him. 

We met when I was a freshman and he was a junior at campus. It was a few months into college and I was searching for an extracurricular activity to participate in. I was ready to join whatever S, my first and only friend at campus at that time, was joining and she decided to go with a student band organization (called ‘Axxxx’) because a senior of whom she had a crush on was in that organization. I did not know a thing about music—I could sing okay but couldn’t play any instrument—so joining Axxxx wasn’t a very smart choice really. Or was it?

There were a few introduction to Axxxx sessions that us freshmen had to go to. During one of these sessions, D showed up and talk. I remember he was wearing a white T-shirt—it was either a band or cartoon shirt—and blue jeans. He talked about some music shit that I didn’t understand and I thought, “Man, this guy knows his shit. And he looks okay too.” From listening to him talk for about five minutes, I could tell that he was a laidback, confident, and knowledgeable guy. So that’s pretty much how he got me—he talked.

Just before joining Axxxx, we had to have a one-on-one interview with a senior and by some miracle I was scheduled to have an interview with him (thank you Kak S). Man, I was terribly nervous. I was anxious that I’d say something stupid that would give away how clueless I was about music and that the sole reason behind my participation was because I tagged a friend along. Bare in mind, I had a crush on this guy the past few months and he barely knew I existed. 

The interview went well alright. I cannot not recall many parts of the conversation but I remember that he always stroked his beard, like he was Aristotle or whatnot. I was just glad that I didn’t say anything stupid. Little did I knew, that interview got him hooked ;) 

Aaaaand that’s how it all started. Now, we’ve been together for almost six years.