Oops! This image does not follow our content guidelines. To continue publishing, please remove it or upload a different image.
Ethereally Vexatious SIRIMIRI,
That's how anyone would describe ELAINA oberoi , A fine, misty and steady rain that's breathtakingly soothing, yet in a way that causes trouble, carrying chaos with serene beauty, I notice her gaze on me, as if she was ready to surrender everything to me without hesitation.
I'm used to drawing attention, but hers was different - it left me shaken.
I wasn't expecting to see her at the office, especially when I was distracted, setting up my new phone after breaking the previous one. She stepped into the elevator, Her smile radiant, and I felt my world shift. That freaking smile of hers!!. It was dangerous in a way that it made me wonder what I'd do if she kept looking at me like that.
Just as we stood inches apart, a crowd of employees flooded the elevator, making the space feel suffocating. I sensed her unease as she began fisting her hands, digging her nails into her palms - i hate her this habit, she have no right to hurt herself in any way
what she hoped to achieve by digging her nails into her palm - it would only lead to pain and bloodshed. This endearing yet clumsy girl seemed oblivious to her own actions.
Without thinking, I wrapped my hand around her waist, pulling her closer to me, trying to stop her from hurting herself. her body stiffened initially, but she slowly leaned back against me, her back pressing against my frame.
As i sensed her tension begin to dissipate with gentle strokes, I began drawing small circles on her waist, caressing her flash trying to calm her racing mind and ease her tension.
She relaxed as the elevator doors opened, and the employees began exiting one by one. I removed my hand from her waist, shoving it into my pocket, and stepped out, leaving her behind. As I walked toward the meeting room, I sensed someone following me. I stopped abruptly, and someone's head bumped into my back.
I sighed and turned around to find Little Chaos, the exact person I was expecting, trailing behind me like a shadow. She rubbed her forehead poutingly while glaring at me. My serious expression remained fixed as i looked at her
"What?" I blurted, my voice plain, expression cold.
"Nothing, I was just walking until your rock-like back decided to attack my poor head. Ouch, it still hurts," she said, continuing to rub her head while throwing tantrums.
I took a step closer, towering over her small frame as she looked up at me like a vulnerable kitten. I clenched her hand firmly, which was she rubbing on her forehead, and twisted it behind her back. She gasped as I pulled her closer, her chest colliding with mine, Her eyes locked with mine and i saw a mix of pure fear and curiosity flickering
