Deepika's POV:
I can't believe I'm losing sleep over this. If this keeps up, I'll end up so sleep-deprived that I'll fall asleep on the bus and wake up in another city. I dragged myself to our empty classroom, the silence doing nothing to calm my restless mind.
It's been three days since I last talked to Arjun. I don't want to dwell on the memories, but it's hard not to. He's been caught up with some senior's work, missing classes. I miss his presence, his smile, the way he makes everything seem okay.
Meera and Lavanya walked in, deep in conversation about the upcoming symposium.
"Should we wear sarees?" Meera asked, sitting beside me.
"That's too much work," Lavanya replied.
"It's a hassle. I'm good with my usual dress," I said, trying to sound engaged.
"Seniors have been asking us to come to college this weekend to help with the symposium decorations," Lavanya said.
"What about our design review next week?" Meera asked, her concern evident.
"Maybe we can beg Velu Sir to postpone it," Lavanya suggested.
"Yeah, we need to start working on the fair drafts of our floor plans too. I wish we could skip working on the decorations," I added, feeling the weight of our responsibilities.
Just then, Arjun walked in with that smile I've missed so much. Instead of going to his usual desk, he dragged a stool and sat opposite me. My heart fluttered a bit; he's never done this before.
Meera and Lavanya exchanged glances, giggling softly.
"Talking about decorations for the symposium?" he asked Lavanya.
"Yeah, we need to come to college this weekend," she sighed.
"Well, who knows, you might make some nice senior friends," he said, looking directly at me.
"I don't need any senior friends," I retorted, trying to hide my smile.
"Tsk, tsk. You don't fully understand what I'm saying. You need some nice senior friends," he teased.
"Yeah, I've heard the third years are quite nice," Meera chimed in.
"What about the review work?" I asked, trying to steer the conversation away from the teasing.
"That's just a review," Arjun said, before heading back to his desk.
Lavanya and Meera looked at me with wide smiles plastered on their faces.
"So, how was the car ride?" Lavanya asked, pinching my hand.
Meera giggled uncontrollably.
"How did you know?" I hushed, my cheeks burning.
"We know everything," Meera said.
"Did you finally tell him?" Lavanya asked eagerly.
"Tell him what?" I asked, playing dumb.
"Don't act so innocent," Meera said, nudging me.
"Tell him about your crush!" Lavanya urged.
"No. It's not that serious. Plus, I don't think there's any good outcome if I do tell him," I admitted.
Lavanya huffed loudly and shook her head.
"But you'll never know if he feels the same," Meera said softly.
I laughed out loud, the idea seeming absurd.
"Nope, that won't ever happen. The possibility of him liking me is lower than all of us dying due to an asteroid hitting the earth," I said, laughing.
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My Ex - Crush
General Fiction"I wish I had never met you!" Deepika's voice echoed across the classroom, each word a dagger to my heart. "Excellent! At least we finally agree on something!" I fired back, even as a tear betrayed the storm of emotions within me. With those final...
