His Scarred Butterfly ✅

16 - HE RECOGNISED HER LOVE

ஒரு பட்டாம்பூச்சி நெஞ்சுக்குள்ளே சுற்றுகின்றதே
அது சுற்றி சுற்றி ஆசை நெஞ்சைத் தட்டுகின்றதே.
(A butterfly hovers in my heart.
It flutters around and knocks my heart)

Days rolled by. With rhythmic passage of time, Krishna and Paayal's bond was growing day by day, weaving a deep connection between them.

Another evening unfolded, coloring the sky with its magical colours. The final school bell echoed through the corridors, signalling the end of another ordinary school hours. Ajay hurriedly left the classroom, as the preparations were going on for his sister's wedding and he wanted to help in those preparations.

As Krishna packed all his belongings, he noticed Nithin who was sitting on the same bench. Nithin was reading something seriously and his face was terrified, as if he saw some ghost in the book.

Intrigued by his strange expression, Krishna asked, "Why are you looking nervous? What are you reading?" and he leaned over for a closer look at the book. But Nithin snapped the book shut restlessly.

"What happened? Why are you looking nervous?" Krishna probed, looking at him puzzled.

Nithin responded finally in a hushed tone, "Dude, it is a romantic novel. I was reading this from our boring physics class. But as time passed, the scenes got romantic. In fact, it got erotic. I couldn't read this further in our classroom. That's why, I closed the book immediately as soon as it got erotic. You yourself see this." He reopened the book, and showed him the page where Nithin had stopped.

Amidst the countless words that were spreaded on the page, Krishna's eyes caught a sentence. 'He was parched for her. The fertile spot between her legs could only satiate his parch. So he dived into........'

Krishna widened his eyes, closing his wide opened mouth with his palms, his own heart pounding in his chest as soon as he read the sentence. The particular sentence hitted his mind as if a strong wave of ocean, and washed him over to a completely different land. His mind was completely corrupted.

"Bye, Krishna," Saanvi's voice reached his ears. He had a sudden jerk and stumbled, stammering, "B...bye,"

Nithin closed the book immediately, packing it in his bag, and made a hasty exit after waving a bye to Krishna.

The classroom which was abuzz with students a few minutes before, now had only Krishna and Paayal within the walls.

"Krishna, Shall we go?" Paayal asked, approaching him.

He gulped the lump in his throat and stammered, "Y... Yes. Let's... Let's go," and closed his bag, his hands shivering, as Paayal reached his place by now. He felt as if the most dangerous person in the universe was standing near him. He wanted to leave the empty classroom as soon as possible. As he stood up restlessly, stumbling, his foot hitted the bench.

"Be careful...," Paayal immediately held his hand to save him from falling down. As she held his hand when he was in a different land, the sweet currents passed through his body. His love for her made him get caught in the whirlwind of emotions. He wanted to hold her in his arms. He wanted to express how much he loves her at least in a kiss. But he held himself back, as it was still one sided desires.

"Are you alright? Is your leg hurting?" Paayal asked worryingly, leaving his hand, and she was about to lean down to check his foot. But Krishna held her hand again, not leaving her to lean down. At the minimum level, he wished to hold her hand. So, he did it, looking at her eyes and said, "I.. I am alright."