Nitika
I stood in front of the mirror, adjusting my backpack as my friends Bella and Aleena bustled around me. Our dorm room was a flurry of activity as we prepared for our day.
"Nitika, hurry up! We don't want to be late," Bella called out, her blonde hair tied up in a messy bun.
I rolled my eyes good-naturedly. "Yeah."
Aleena, our resident fashionista, was busy curling her dark hair. "How do I look, guys?" she asked, striking a pose.
Aleena is a real cutie!
Bella and I exchanged a look, and I grinned. "Like a million bucks, Aleena."
With a satisfied smile, Aleena grabbed her bag, and we all headed out the door. Our university was just a 10-minute walk away, and we chatted animatedly as we strolled through the crisp morning air.
The sun was shining, casting a warm glow over the campus. We passed by the student union building, where a group of students were already gathered, sipping coffee and laughing.
As we approached the main lecture hall. Today was going to be a great day. I could just feel it.
As we walked inside the classroom, Everyone's gaze was fixed on me, and I couldn't help but wonder if I had something on my face or if my outfit was that interesting. I tried to brush it off, telling myself it was just curiosity.
Just as I was starting to feel like an exhibit in a museum, Aleena sensed my nervousness and came to my rescue. "Hey, you all stop staring at her! She's our new classmate Nitika shah, not a zoo animal!" she exclaimed, her voice loud and confident.
The classroom erupted in laughter, and the tension was broken. I smiled gratefully at Aleena, feeling a warmth in my chest.
As we made our way to our seats, I caught a few friendly smiles from my classmates. I took a deep breath, settled into my seat, and prepared to face whatever the day had in store.
Bella nudged me and whispered, "The professor's here." We all straightened up, ready to indulge in the day's lecture.
Just as the professor began to speak, Aleena leaned over and whispered, "Hey, Avyaanis absent." I raised an eyebrow, curious. "Who's he?" I asked, my voice barely audible.
Bella turned to me, her eyes sparkling with mischief. "We were talking about a guy yesterday, remember?"
"Oh, okay," I replied.
But before we could dwell on it further, the professor's voice brought us back to the present. "Okay, class, let's dive into today's topic..."
And with that, we refocused our attention on the lecture, our minds absorbing the knowledge like sponges.
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After three lectures, we finally got a break, and my friends and I decided to head to the cafeteria to grab some lunch. But before that, Bella needed to swing by the library to pick up some books, so we accompanied her there. As we entered the library, we parted ways, and I found myself wandering through the shelves, scanning the titles.A thought crossed my mind - do university libraries even have fictional books? I wondered, my eyes scanning the shelves for something that caught my attention.
That's when I saw it - a book with a dark brown cover. I reached out to grab it, but just as my hands closed around it, I felt someone else tugging on the book too.
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𝐈𝐧𝐧𝐨𝐜𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐖𝐡𝐢𝐬𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐬 𝐎𝐟 𝐋𝐨𝐯𝐞
RomanceThe jerk's eyes widened in disbelief. "Don't tell me she's our classmate." My eyes mirrored his shock. "Wait, what? He's our classmate?" I asked, my voice laced with disbelief. Aleena nodded. "Yes, he's Avyaan Parekh." I couldn't believe it. "Well...