(miniflash story)

Marina was sitting at a philosophy lecture, lazily looking at the leaves outside the window, which had already turned bright orange.

She was thinking whether she should go for a walk in the warm autumn park with her friends today, or she should shut herself in her room and catch up on her academic debts for this month.

Autumn called, beckoned with warm air, which was about to become cool; she was charmed by this autumn aesthetic. Smiling, she thought to herself that studies could wait for another day, because student years aren’t that long, they are so strikingly short.