SCHOOL CRUSH

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MADHAN POV :

I released myself into the floor of the bathroom, standing under the shower with the thoughts of SHREYA.

I was breathing heavily and the the hands look stinky with my cum .

I open the tap to wash my hands and lost in her thoughts...

Ohh god... This girl has the capability to ruin the heart of military squad head

Ya... I am a MILITARY officer . It's been 4 years since I joined the military. The brave attempt by which I captured a terrorist almost put me on dead bed.

I won on the probability of 1 % survival and got back to life . I wondered what if I had died, and the thing I would have regretted is letting my love unconfessed.

Initially, I loved the feeling of unconfessed love, but later, she vanished in the trace of air, leaving my love unconfessed. I had no idea of her location to confess.

I was in love with SHREYA since she was 12.

My dad used to tell mom that he loves her daily in front of us. I wondered what that feeling was.

I asked him one day why he used to say it and what it meant

He told , Its a feeling when your heart would tell it's carrying someone's beat along."" If someone's happiness out of the one bound to you makes you happy, then it's love, and the sadness of the same person rips your heart, which is also love. "

In short, he told me that we will be carrying the emotions of another person without knowing.

I felt it with SHREYA , I don't know when it happened . Whenever she smiled with her friends in school , I would also smile. Whenever she cried , I felt pain.

She was just in 7th standard when I made her as mine in heart

This feeling made me insane that I adorned her all these days in secret.

Let me elaborate a little.

You know, when I found my girl transformed into women at her 8th standard , I was so happy . It feeling was so beautiful and more over I fell more for the girl who thought she would die without tasting the sweete of her grandma.

My cutiee... that is she...

I keenly observed how my dad used to take care of my mom on those days and imprinted it mentally.

I used to get irritated if she stood away from me in prayer. Secretly, I had been rude to other prayer girls so that they would not try to take the side near me .

I used to feel her touch when I used to pass the mic on to her. I wanted the lingering touch all over my body.

She used to accompany me as she would be keeping the mic at the reception and truth to be told there would be an ilaiyaraja song running at the back of my head as we both walked.

I would be questioning her or sharing a few things as she always keeps quiet.

She is an introvert

I try hard to throw the ball into a basket so that my friends will cheer and I can grab her attention.

I was so satisfied not when I hot the goal yet when she sees it.

I found a lusty man thirst for her when she would hope on the stairs with her braided hair bouncing over her boobs, the sight that ruined my sleep at night and turned me on days.

I used to comb myself better so that I looked presentable in her eyes.

I tried FLAMES, and it told me that it's love.

My love for SHREYA.

She was a studious student writing her test till last min unknown of the fact that the window seat I took after a huge clash with my friend was just to admire her in the varenda.

I have many proposals in school and college, yet my heart is craving for her.

I scolded one of her classmate RENUKA for lying that I was love with her.

I feared what if SHREYA believed her and thought that I had a girl inheart, which was saved and meant just for her.

I loved her immensely but one day she would run away, leaving me in agony.

She was absent from school for nearly a week. I was so upset that I took leave but I realised that I had missed the last opportunity to see her.

Days went on... months went on only to let years pass . Yet , my love stayed in my heart.

My dad passed away in a train accident planned by terrorist so I dedicated my life to the army to prevent others from facing the misery.

I was not ready to settle with any other girl, nor could trace my SHREYA. So, I dedicated my life to the country while my heart still belonged to her.

A few days back..

My Squad member DINESH dad had sent a video of him where he was honored as a cheif guest.

As Dinesh was seeing the video at the camp fire.

I grabbed only to feel the unquenched thirst for the love , I had.

There in the video was SHREYA at a corner .

I asked my Squad member to get the details of the girl.

Only to find that she was in THIRUNELVELI as a SCIENCE teacher.

Incredible ... she was a science teacher just like my mom.

Then I will tell the rest of my story later since I have to wash the hands and go as SANDEEP is knocking on the bathroom door.

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I know , there was a delay, but ... sorry, it's hard to cope with a busy schedule.

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