(miniflash story)

During my first year at university, I was excited yet nervous. I remember my first day vividly. I arrived early, clutching my schedule, feeling like a lost puppy among the crowd. The campus was huge, and I had a hard time finding my first lecture hall.

Finally, I stumbled upon a friendly group of girls chatting by the entrance. They welcomed me and guided me to the right building. Throughout that semester, we formed a study group. We spent late nights in the library, coffee cups in hand, preparing for exams and sharing snacks.

One evening, after a long day of classes, we decided to celebrate the end of our exams. We went out for dinner, laughing and reminiscing about our struggles. It was in those moments I realized that the friendships I was building were as important as my education.

Now, as I look back, I see those days as the foundation of my university experience. It wasn’t just about classes; it was about the memories and friendships that made it special.