Those afternoons at Nex still live in my head like a loop I don’t want to end. Back then, Serangoon really felt like the center of everything. Once Nex opened, it was the place where all roads somehow led after school. I remember the routine so clearly. Heading down to the basement, counting coins just to make sure I could afford that $5 Long John Silver’s meal and of course, hoping for extra crispy batter bits. Or sitting at the Nex library, pretending to study while secretly snacking on tibits and talking nonsense. It wasn’t really about the food or the studying… it was about finally having a space that felt like it belonged to us. I miss those moments watching movies with friends, laughing too loudly, and even that nervous excitement of inviting a guy out for a movie. Everything f