𝑭𝒊𝒓𝒔𝒕 𝑩𝒐𝒐𝒌 𝑰𝒏 ✦𝑫𝒆𝒔𝒕𝒊𝒏𝒚 𝑶𝒇 𝑳𝒐𝒗𝒆✦ 𝑺𝒆𝒓𝒊𝒆𝒔
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Samyra harbors a secret crush on her classmate Riyan but keeps her feelings hidden. Years later, a chance encoun...
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I was in the middle of a lecture when Jiya called, asking me to come to the NCC training ground behind our college. I wondered what on earth they were doing there, but then decided not to think too much. I started packing my bag to leave the class...
But before I could make a move, my professor walked in.
Shit, man.
Inko bhi abhi aana tha?
(Translation: Of all times, they had to come now?)
Mar gayi.
(Translation: I'm dead.)
Now how was I supposed to leave? Jiya would kill me if I didn't show up on time.
The lecture started, and I was officially trapped, caught between our terrifying professor and the horror devil herself, Miss Jiya. I couldn't leave, and I couldn't stay.
Oh God, why always me?
My attention was torn between the lecture and the endless stream of notifications blowing up my phone. Jiya, Varshu, and Mrunal were spamming me with messages. That's when I realized I was cooked. They were definitely going to bury me and I'd become a ghost.
But hey, silver lining: as a ghost, I could stare at Mr. Mesmerising Eyes all day without worrying about getting caught.
Wandering around him invisibly? Now that sounded like the perfect after-party plan.
Now I'm ready to die.
My mind cursed me. You've gone crazy, babe. Go get yourself a therapist first.
I replied to myself, He is my therapy. And my therapist too.
My mind gave up entirely. Hopeless soul, it called me. I think it finally decided to commit suicide.
Just then, my thoughts were interrupted by another call from Jiya. I dived under the bench to hide from the professor before answering.
"Hello," I whispered.
"You have two options," she said, her voice dangerously calm. "Choose wisely. Either come here at bullet-train speed or I will come there and kill you with my own beautiful hands. Your choice, darling."
