🎼 College Love Story 🎶💞

Chapter - 2

Flashback
4 years ago -

Kashish pov:

Abhishek and I were classmates, but in many ways, we couldn't have been more different. Since the day he joined our school in class 6, I had harbored a massive crush on him. While he was the quintessential backbencher, I was always found at the front, buried in my books. Our personalities were like polar opposites, yet there was one thing that bound us together - our shared love for music.

His melodic voice would fill the air during school events, captivating everyone within earshot, including me. I found myself drawn to him, mesmerized by the passion and talent he displayed. Despite our stark differences, his music became a solace for me, a connection in a sea of contrasts.

I remember the first time I truly noticed him, three years ago, standing outside the classroom, leaning against the doorframe. His gaze met mine, and in that fleeting moment, something stirred within me. It was as if time stood still, and all I could focus on were his captivating eyes.

As the years went by, my affection for him only grew stronger, fueled by the enchanting melodies he would weave. I found myself daydreaming about him, secretly scribbling his name in the margins of my notebooks. Yet, despite the depth of my feelings, I remained a silent admirer, unable to muster the courage to confess my emotions.

To the outside world, I was just an introverted, average girl, while Abhishek was the epitome of popularity, admired by all for his good looks and charm. Even my best friend, unaware of my secret infatuation, would never suspect that I harbored feelings for the most sought-after guy in school.

In class 9, I mustered the courage to confront my feelings for Abhishek, despite my fears of rejection and humiliation. Wrestling with doubts about my worthiness, I grappled with the notion that a popular guy like him would never be interested in an average girl like me. The fear of being ridiculed in front of the entire school loomed large, but the yearning in my heart pushed me to consider the possibility of confessing my feelings.

Just as I was about to take that leap of faith, I witnessed him laughing and giggling with Saloni, one of the most beautiful and outgoing girls in school. Seeing them together shattered whatever resolve I had mustered, convincing me that I could never compete with someone like her. The sting of rejection cut deep, leaving me heartbroken and resigned to the idea that I could never be more than a silent admirer from afar.

Unable to shake off the pain, I confided in Ritika, my closest confidante, albeit under the guise of a fictional friend. Sharing my story with her, I sought her advice on whether to confess my feelings or not. Her response, while unaware of the true nature of the situation, struck a chord within me. She urged me to seize the opportunity to express myself, to unburden my heart and find closure, even if it meant facing rejection.

Inspired by her words, I contemplated writing Abhishek a heartfelt message, laying bare my emotions before him. Though daunting, the prospect of finally letting go of my unrequited love held a glimmer of hope amidst the darkness of my heartache. And so, with trembling fingers and a heavy heart, I resolved to take that first step towards healing, whatever the outcome may be.

After much deliberation and internal struggle, I finally mustered the courage to pour my heart out to Abhishek. With trembling hands, I composed a letter, the words flowing from my pen like a bittersweet confession.