His pov
I was searching for that idiot Gowtham. He invited me for this Garba event but he is nowhere to be seen. As I was searching for him somebody bumped into me.
I turned around to see and saw a girl running away. One of her earrings had fallen on the ground. I picked it up and held it in my hand and searched for its owner. There she was talking to some other girl.
As I was staring at her she turned towards me and raised her eyebrows. I shook my head and turned towards other side.
Fuck. Am I blushing? No, it must be the heat. Yeah, it must be the heat. I kept the earrings in my pocket and left from there not waiting for Gowtham.
Aarohi pov
I always wanted to attend a garba event at least once. Now I got the chance but something happened and I am running late. As I was running, I bumped into someone but I didn't care and ran towards my friend.
As I was talking to her, I felt someone staring at me. When I turned and saw a guy wearing black kurta and holding something in his hand. I felt weird when he was staring at me. I didn't feel disgusting like a felt when other men stare at me.
I raised my eyebrows at me. He got flustered and turned around. I don't even how I got the courage to do this. I am not comfortable around guys so I was surprised with my reaction.
When I touched my ear, I found one of my earrings missing. Oh no. That was my favorite pair of earrings. I don't even remember where I lost it.
When I reached home and slept, I dreamt of dark brown eyes and my lost earrings.
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