Yusha's Pov
I was chatting with Numa in the library. The library was deafeningly quiet until someone walked in. After witnessing that person, everyone in the library, primarily ladies, went insane. I and Numa both cocked our heads in the direction of the object of our attention. My eyes widened as I noticed someone approaching our table; it was Kshitiz and a buddy. I shifted my gaze to Numa. "Look, your future husband is here!" she added with a teasing smile.
I gave Numa an irritated look and slapped her palm as if to tell her not to say that Future Husband stuff.
"Hello! Is it okay if I sit here? "With a smile on his face, Kshitiz requested to us.
"Of course, why not," Numa replied, her face bright with a smile.
He dragged the chair over to me and sat in it. My heart was racing so rapidly that I couldn't even speak at the time.
"Remember," he added, pointing to his phone, "we agreed on practising in this Karaoke." Yes, I said with a head nod.
He stated, "It will be closed for a week."
"What," I responded, "but that was the only Karaoke near our institution and my house."
He responded, "Yeah."
"What should I do now?" Numa was merely listening to our talk, gazing at us, and drinking soda when I asked kshitiz.
"We're going to practice at my house." He stated this while averting his gaze from me.
*fuzz* After hearing Kshitiz's remarks, Numa spits all the Coke in her mouth on him.
"Sorry! Sorry!" Kshitiz received an apology from Numa. Kshitiz, who was drenched from the soda, gave a head nod of approval. I pulled out my handkerchief and started wiping the Coke from his cheeks. He was staring at the movement in my eyes.
"Thank you," he murmured as I wiped the Coke from his face.
"All right, let's go!" He got up and said something. I locked my gaze on Numa. Yes, she says, blinking her eyes. I got up and started walking with Kshitiz. Kshitiz's companion didn't join us; instead, he sat with Numa.
I've never been to his residence. I wish his residence was closer to mine.
He pulled open the car door for me, and I sat in the right lane while he sat in the driver's seat.
*****
Kshitiz's home from the street.
I expected it to be a lengthy journey, but it wasn't. It was about a five-minute walk from my place. Because he constantly drives to university, he is either too wealthy or too indolent.
He remarked to me after parking his car in the driveway of his house, "Let's go inside."
I gave him a head nod of approval and entered his home. His house was far larger than mine. It featured a single large living room with a stairway. He had one large television mounted on the wall in the living area, and below it was a table on which he stored routers and many other items. There was a set of sofas in front of the TV, as well as a tea table in front of the huge sofa.
He whispered in my ear, "Are you done looking at my house?"
I instantly spun around, and his face was so near to mine that my lips almost brushed his. I took a step back and said nothing in response.
"All right, then, follow me," he replied as he started walking. I decided to follow him. We climbed up, and I was taken by surprise when I realized that he had his own music practice area, complete with all of the necessary equipment for rehearsing for a performance.
I said under my breath, "Oh sweet god."
"You pick the tune, and I'll put on my new outfit first. This beverage irritates me much "He went out of the room, handing me a tablet that was wirelessly connected to the speakers within the room.
I start looking for my favourite music, and when I find it, I play it and start singing.
"I don't know what's wrong with me
You really drive me crazy
All-day, I'm busy but whenever I have time
I get curious about you
I'm not trying to play games
But this unfamiliar feeling is electric
I'm feeling good
Like on the moon
Feels like I can go anywhere
Right now, just us two
Call me maybe you
Make my heart flutter again, love you
Tonight, let's see how far we can go
Stay with me....Call me maybe you
I am you, you you you
Call me maybe you
Tonight, let's go somewhere
More than the red hot sun
We are burning hot, we are one
I want to trust myself in your ocean
I'm coming for you
I don't care who is first
Let's go with the flow
I'm feeling good
Like on the moon
Feels like I can go anywhere
Right now, just us two
Call me maybe you
Make my heart flutter again, love you
Tonight, let's see how far we can go
Stay with me..."clap* clap* clap* clap* clap* clap* clap* clap I smiled back and said, "When did you walk in?" Kshitiz was clapping.
He sang the last half of the line, "The time you were singing call me maybe you-ou-ou."
"..." I didn't respond with anything other than a head nod...
He came up to the microphones in the corner of the room and remarked, "But I must admit, you have a good voice." He takes a seat in front of the microphones for our singing practice. He then handed me a microphone and a piece of paper with lyrics scribbled on it. "Now let's rehearse," he urged, and we spent over 5 hours practising the tune until my phone rang. "Excuse me," I said to Kshitiz before exiting the room.
[Hello Yusha, please accept my apologies for misinterpreting your lovely moment with Kshitiz.] With a teasing tone, Numa said. When I'm with Kshitz, she's always ready to taunt me. "Cut the drama and get to the point," I said Numa[Auch, that was very nasty; I'm standing outside your house, so please come here within 10 minutes or else you'll be sleeping alone tonight]. Numa says something and then hangs up.
Because I had the keys to my house and Numa was standing outside, I exclaimed, "Shit." I entered the room, grabbed my backpack, and said, "I have to leave, see you tomorrow, bye," before exiting the room. He said, "Wait, I'll drop you off at your place." "Then hurry, I have to be there in 10 minutes," I shouted as I came to a halt. He didn't say anything and began walking alongside me...
We were outside of my house after a few minutes when I noticed Numa standing outside of my house. "Thank you," I remarked to Kshitiz as I exited his car. "Bye and drive carefully," I replied, and he gave me a head nod as he drove away from me.
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My Heart Beats for you
RomanceYusha is a kind of introvert girl who likes to read manga and watch Thai dramas. She wants to confess her feeling to Kshitiz but she doesn't know that kshitiz feels the same or Not. In her mission of finding out whether kshitiz feels the same for h...