"I arrived a few days earlier and have already chosen a room. Are you taking the remaining one?"
Just like that, Olivia and I began our shared living arrangement.
Olivia was easygoing, but she had one demand. Her photo had to be displayed prominently in the living room.
Maybe because I hadn't completely moved on from Megan, I couldn't shake the feeling that Olivia's photo bore a resemblance to her.
However, she was just a young girl, and her demand didn't cross any boundaries, so I went along with it.
My routine became monotonous. I either studied and socialized or headed straight home to sleep.
Just as I was about to have dinner one day, a call interrupted me.
"Hello, is this Humphrey Bogart?"
The voice on the other end sounded familiar, but I couldn't quite place it.
"Hello? Is this Humphrey? I found your portfolio and wanted to know how to return it to you."
It suddenly dawned on me that I had left my portfolio at the exhibition hall.
"I'll visit the exhibition hall tomorrow. Would that be convenient for you?"
The person agreed.
Little did I expect that the person who found my portfolio was Lena Johansson!
Lena was an internationally renowned model.
I was at a loss for words when I saw her.