It wasn't until I arrived at the venue that I realized there was another group of about 20 students working behind the scenes too. Everyone toiled and pulled through to throw Colin a huge birthday party. Colin and I exchanged looks, touched by the kindness of everyone.

We were in a vast, empty space. On the right were several long tables, adorned with light blue tablecloths. There were a few stools scattered about. Needless to say, it was the dining area.

The air ventilation was better on the left, so three barbecue grills were set up. Flame tongues from the sizzling coals below were charring the sides of lamb shanks, unleashing the decadent aroma into the air. Our mouths already turned watery before the food was ready. To make sure we could eat as soon as possible, everyone volunteered to help out with the grilling. It was so festive.

had the right to enjoy the party. Besides, since it was his birthday today, everyone was given a

different bowls and plates containing various ingredients. I saw marinated beef, chicken, pork,

this wasn't Colin's birthday party. It was

I took everything for granted, be it the environment or the food. But once I went

in time. Just one familiar scent was enough to move me to tears.

mind would replay the scenes of what I did at Lincoln University. I wanted to build a snowman once more, have barbecue in winter, grill meat skewers, and walk with Colin hand in hand on the silent campus, making two sets of

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