ISHA'S POV
"Ma'am may I come in?" I say and wait for my teacher to allow me.
"Yes you may!!" "You are Isha right?!"She says with excitement.
"Yes ma'am, My name is Isha Murthy" I say politely.
"You may have your seat,darling" she says as I face towards my new classroom.
At first I hear many of my new classmates whispering~~
"So have you heard that her parents are not together, no wonder why she is so timid and frozen, hahaha"
Okay as expected everyone is judging me, it's alright Isha you can handle this!! You are a fighter.
And something more happened, A boy is constantly staring at me with his black eyes, his hair is pitch black but it's messy!!
Okay I am giving him much more attention than he deserves.
I finally see a empty bench at the last row, I decide to sit there, I muster up some courage to move towards my destination as the path falls in the same row where the boy who is still now staring at me is sitting.
The black eyed boy changes his position from edge to other side of his seat.
At first I couldn't comprehend what he meant by this gesture, but lastly I could understand what he meant.
But I decide to go against it and sit at the bench in the last row away from everyone, away from the world.
But this was the first time a small gesture like this made a huge impact in my heart, prior to this nobody has even cared to think about me.
At that time I thought I would forget his memories with time, but little did I know he will become one of the most important person in my life.
He turns his head back to see me and gives me a sarcastic smile.
The next classes continues as he constantly makes faces for rejecting his proposal.
Song for this chapter: i hate you, i love u by gnash
[Written: 11/12/21]
[Edited: 26/03/23, 17:43]
PS: adding emotions to my writings right now💌
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