An Autumn Memory

I remember this fine autumn day in 8th grade. I think that was the peak of my F8 friendship. The memory starts with all 8 of us walking kind of scattered in that ground (in front of that demolished building area). Although, at the time I'm talking about, the wreck of the building had been cleared.

So, we're all walking our scattered walk there, engaging in some random, pointless, just-for-the-fun-of-it conversation. I remember walking up with them (facing the stage), and this pleasant autumn breeze swayed across my neck, blowing some big aesthetically-yellow leaves with it. I turn around with the wind (not in a princess way but in my normal way; I think I actually had a reason to turn, but I don't remember it). A wave of purposeful protagonist vibe filled me, and I vividly remember thinking, "This literally feels like an actual movie." I pondered saying it but refrained, fearing I'd come off as too wanna-be.

A whole chunk of memory is absent after that, but then I again find myself in another memory of the same day (I think). The same aesthetic-autumn-aura is present. My friends and I are walking in this arched line towards the labs (the same ground; the one in front of the demolished building). It again feels akin to a scene from a high school movie where the cool friend group strolls through a football ground together, chattering randomly and laughing. I, again, identify that and also realize nobody else is as wanna-be as me to have noticed. Two seniors sit on the floor of the lab-building right in front of us, and I, noticing them from the side of my eye, discern a certain look in their eyes that conveys they, too, noticed the iconic nature of our walk. So we're doing this Avengers-walk, chitchatting, and here's what my dumbass does:

Soo yeah, the seniors immediately noticed and burst out laughing. All my not-wanna-be friends were busy among themselves, so they didn't even notice the seniors or know that they laughed at us (or rather... me). So yeah, that was embarrassing.