I was sleeping until I felt someone's present so strong that I count help but woke up with a jolt. But found no-one.
Sweats started to form in my temple. I breathed heavily before looking here and there in this unknown place, where I was being brou...
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RUHI OBEROI , MELBOURNE, AUSTRALIA
As I skimmed through the series of messages that had just appeared on my screen, an unexpected and powerful feeling began to well up in my heart. It surged through my veins like a tidal wave, uncontrollable and overwhelming. I was at a loss for how to quell this sudden emotional onslaught. My eyes darted around the room, suspecting a prank or some kind of trickery, but found no evidence of anything amiss.
I was on the cusp of finishing my assignment, the final task that stood between me and a moment of relaxation. Yet, despite my efforts to concentrate, I found myself immobilized. My mind was willing but my body would not respond. It was as if an invisible force was holding me back. After a moment of futile struggle, I exhaled a deep sigh, a mix of frustration and confusion, and decided to remove myself from the room.
Glancing at my watch, I realized that I still had a luxurious half an hour before my next class was scheduled to begin. Normally, I would be irritated at the prospect of idle time, but on this occasion, I was grateful for the opportunity to be alone. I needed to collect my thoughts, to try and make sense of the turbulence that had unexpectedly invaded my mind. The text messages, while surprising, were not the cause of my unease. Instead, it was the inexplicable feeling that had stirred in my heart, like a dormant volcano that had suddenly decided to awaken.
I stepped out of the library, leaving behind the familiar scent of old books and the unfinished assignment on my desk. The university grounds were bustling with life, but I felt detached, like an observer watching a movie unfold. I took a seat on a secluded bench under a sprawling tree, an oasis of calm amidst the chaos.
I closed my eyes, seeking solace in the silence. The sun warmed my face while a gentle breeze ruffled my hair, offering a momentary distraction from the turmoil within me. The world seemed to slow down, and in the quiet, I began to unravel my thoughts, trying to make sense of the strange feeling that had gripped me.
It wasn't fear, nor was it excitement. It was a strange, disconcerting mix of both, a sensation that I had never experienced before. It was unsettling, but at the same time, I felt an odd sense of anticipation, as if I was standing at the precipice of a significant event. My heart pounded in my chest, a resonant echo of the storm of emotions that was brewing within me.
I allowed myself to sink into the feeling, to let it wash over me. I knew I couldn't outrun it, so I might as well face it. As I sat there under the tree, with the sun shining down and the wind whispering through the leaves, I realized that life had a strange way of surprising us, of shaking us out of our comfort zones when we least expect it. This was one of those moments, and as disconcerting as it was, I found myself intrigued by the unknown that lay ahead.
The ringing of the bell pulled me back from my thoughts. It was time for class. I took one last deep breath, gathered my thoughts, and stood up, ready to face whatever was coming my way. The feeling in my heart remained, but I was no longer fearful. Instead, I was filled with a newfound strength.
after some time
As the class concluded, a wave of relief washed over me and my taut muscles finally eased from the strain of the intense two-hour lecture. Exhaustion started to seep in, a testament to the productivity of the session. With a weary yet satisfied smile, I rose from my seat and began my leisurely stroll towards the canteen, my haven of refreshment.
The canteen was bustling with the usual lunchtime crowd, but I managed to find a table that was vacant. I claimed it as my own, placing my bag on the chair next to me. As I sank into the chair, the cool plastic a welcome contrast to the warm air, I looked around at the familiar scene of my peers engrossed in their meals and conversations.
Just as I was about to dive into the solitude of my thoughts, I was interrupted by a soft, hesitant clearing of a throat. The sound seemed to slice through the cacophony of the canteen, demanding my attention. I turned my gaze towards the source of the sound and found a young man standing nervously at the edge of my table.
His eyes met mine, carrying a hint of apprehension. He offered me a nervous smile, an attempt to mask his unease, and in a voice that was barely more than a whisper, he asked, "Umm... there are no tables left and this one is nearly empty. So, um, could I sit here and eat?"
His request hung in the air between us, a simple plea wrapped in layers of nervousness. I responded with a nod, my gesture a silent permission for him to join. His relief was palpable as he released a sigh so deep it was as if he had been holding his breath. Despite the evident tremble of his lips and the slight quiver of his hands, I decided to act as though I hadn't noticed his nervousness, choosing instead to focus on my own thoughts and the meal that lay ahead.
Having just finished my meal, I found myself instinctively looking upwards, my gaze landing on him. And, I'm not going to lie, he was undeniably handsome. He possessed a head of thick, black hair that fell stylishly over one eye, adding an air of mystery to his persona. His forehead was smooth, and his brown eyes were the kind that could easily ensnare anyone who dared look into them for too long.
His long lashes framed those captivating eyes, enhancing their beauty and making them appear even more perfect. The shape of his nose was just right, fitting harmoniously with the rest of his features. And his lips, slightly pouty and all the more appealing while he ate, added to his already enchanting appearance.
Before I knew it, I found myself lost in his allure, bewitched by his charm. It was only when I caught myself that I realized I had been staring, my eyes locked on him. As I continued to watch, I noticed a faint blush creeping up his cheeks. Was he blushing? The sight of it caused an involuntary giggle to escape from me.
But then, confusion set in. Why was I looking at him in this way? This wasn't something I should be doing. After all, I was in love with Reyansh, wasn't I? Then why did my heart flutter in a way it never had before? With a sense of unease, I shook away these troubling thoughts and made my exit.
"Aww my butterfly, I love you and always will!"
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Okay so, my friend told me that I've been writing very fancy words and I should try more normal words so that everyone perfectly understands and feels .. so yeah! How is it?? Who do you think I that unknown stalker?? Do not forget to vote!!!
