His Heaven

4. A month later

Anya has settled into her routine at college. She has joined a study group along with Olivia, Arundhati, Rahul and Meera. Every evening, they convene in the library for collaborative study sessions, discussing coursework and lending mutual support with assignments.

Anya's enthusiasm for psychology led her to join the college's psychology club. Thrilled to be part of a community of like-minded students, she eagerly participated in club meetings and quickly formed new friendships.

One evening, after a particularly long study session, Anya and her friends decided to go out for dinner. They found a cosy little restaurant near the campus and enjoyed a delicious meal. The following week, Anya faced the daunting challenge of her first midterm exam. Despite her nerves, she felt well-prepared, having dedicated countless hours to her studies. The exam proved to be rigorous, but Anya emerged feeling confident about her performance.

As Anya exited the exam hall, having completed her final exam, she felt a sense of accomplishment, knowing she had given her utmost effort. Now, all that remained was to patiently await the results.

After the gruelling exam, Anya and her friends gathered outside the exam hall to discuss their experiences and share their hopes for the results.

"I'm eager to see how I did, but I can't shake these nerves," Anya confessed.

Olivia replied with a reassuring smile, "Don't worry, Anya. I have no doubt you'll do exceptionally well.

As they strolled along, Anya and her friends overheard a group of students discussing the MBA program.

One student remarked, "I heard that the MBA students are returning from their internships."

Arundhati expressed surprise, "Really? I didn't know that."

"Yeah, they've been on internships for the past two months," the student replied.

Intrigued by the mention of MBA students, Anya realized she had never interacted with any. Just then, Olivia began discussing the college's heartthrob, a second-year MBA student named Aryan.

"Have you heard about Aryan, the campus Casanova?" she asked.

Arundhati replied, "No, what about him?"

"He's still single," Olivia said with a hint of admiration. "He's a total heartthrob, every girl in the college is after him, but he's too focused on his studies."

While Anya had heard numerous tales about Aryan, she found herself uninterested. Her primary focus was on savouring her college experience and forging new friendships.

The following day, Anya and her friends were basking in the sun on the lawn, celebrating the end of their midterm exams. Their relief from the stress of studying and exams was palpable as they engaged in lighthearted conversation and laughter. Suddenly, a commotion erupted outside, drawing their attention. A group of students on sports bikes were approaching the campus, led by a tall man who exuded an aura of confidence and charisma, even though his face was concealed by a helmet.

"That must be Aryan," Olivia whispered, her voice barely audible.

Anya's heart raced as she watched his bike enter the campus parking lot. Despite denying any interest in the college heartthrob, she couldn't tear her eyes away from him. She felt an inexplicable pull, unable to explain the reason. As she watched him sit on his bike, his face still obscured by a helmet, she observed him conversing with his friends.

Authors p.o.v

The bell rang, marking the beginning of their classes. Anya and her friends hastily gathered their belongings and headed towards their respective classrooms. As she turned back, she couldn't find him in the parking lot. Sighing, she looked ahead and walked towards her first class.

Throughout the day, Anya struggled to concentrate on her classes. Her thoughts were consumed by Aryan, surprising even herself, as she had previously denied any interest in him. She didn't see him again the entire day, and as she lay in bed at night, she tried to shake off those feelings. Conducting a mental pep talk, she reminded herself of her goals and drifted off to sleep, her dreams filled with thoughts of her future career.

Anya woke up the next day feeling refreshed and rested. As she prepared for the day, she received a call from her mother. They chatted about their usual topics, oblivious to the passing of time. It wasn't until she received a call from Olivia that she realized she was running late.

Anya was rushing to her first class when she accidentally bumped into someone, nearly losing her balance. A strong arm caught her, preventing her from falling. She looked up to see a tall, handsome man with an athletic build and a confident demeanor. His dark, expressive eyes seemed to hold a world of secrets, and his hair was neatly styled with impeccable taste. He exuded an aura of sophistication and charisma. Anya was lost in his gaze when she heard someone clearing their throat. She snapped out of her trance and detached herself from him as she noticed three other guys, also good-looking but not as much as the first man, standing beside him with mischievous grins.

Anya's POV

(Inner voice)
"Oh my goodness, this is so embarrassing. Stop ogling him, Anya!"

Her heart pounded in her chest as she struggled to find the words to speak, praying to God not to stutter. Finally, she managed to utter, "Thank you."

Aryan simply nodded, his piercing gaze holding her captive.

(Inner voice)
'His eyes... why are they so beautiful? I don't want to get lost in them again, but why can't I stop myself? I've never been so captivated by someone's eyes before'.

Authors p.o.v

The bell rang, snapping Anya back to reality. Her eyes widened as she realized she was going to be late for class. Face-palming herself and muttering "idiot," she rushed past Aryan and his friends, determined to reach her class on time. As she ran, she glanced back at Aryan and saw him standing there, looking at her with a slight smirk. Blood rushed to her cheek for unknown reasons and she quickly looked ahead and continued running.

Despite being late, Anya wanted to reach her class before the professor. She burst through the classroom door and was relieved to see that the professor had not arrived yet. She quickly found a seat and took out her notes.

The day progressed with different lectures, but Anya's mind was fixated on those captivating eyes.

"Who is he? I've never seen him before. Is he a senior?" she wondered.

The man felt familiar, but she couldn't quite place him.

As the classes ended, she realized she was giving too much attention to those eyes, which was not conducive to her goals. She decided to put aside her thoughts and focus on her studies.

"Yeah, I know I'm boring, but it is what it is," she said to herself.

Walking around the corridor, her eyes betrayed her as she scanned the area, hoping to catch a glimpse of him again.

"What are you doing, Anya?" she scolded herself.

"You're doing exactly what you decided not to do. First, Aryan, and now this handsome guy... what's your problem? You're going out of hand."

She spoke to herself, standing in the corner of the corridor, oblivious to the amused gaze that followed her.

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