His Heaven

5. Freshers Day

A week has passed since Aaryan and Anya first met. Anya is still unaware that the charming man she met is the renowned college heartthrob, Aaryan.

The following days were a whirlwind of assignments, classes, and extracurricular activities. Anya and her friends were juggling their studies with their newfound friendship, balancing the demands of academics and social life.

The excitement on campus was palpable as fresher's day approached. The campus was adorned with vibrant decorations, the stage was set for the grand event, and the students were buzzing with anticipation. Everyone was eagerly looking forward to the festivities.

On the day of fresher's day, the college was transformed into a vibrant spectacle. The auditorium was packed with students, their laughter and cheers filling the air. The cultural events were a dazzling display of talent, from the graceful dance performances to the soulful music recitals. The atmosphere was energetic as the students showcased their skills and celebrated the beginning of their college journey.

Anya's POV

After the first few performances, the stage was taken over by our seniors.

Maya (senior): "Alright, freshers, it's time for a little fun game!"

They selected a few students, including me.

Maya: "We're going to play a game of musical chairs with a twist. The last person standing will have to do a silly dance. Are you ready?"

And so, the game began after our introductions.

Maya: "And the last person standing is....... Anya!"

Anya's inner voice: "Of course, it has to be me, of all people".

Anya's face lit up with surprise and a hint of embarrassment. The crowd erupted in cheers and applause, urging her on.

Maya: "Anya, it's time for your silly dance."

I blushed and took a deep breath. As I began to dance, my movements were a mix of awkwardness and enthusiasm. The crowd laughed and cheered, enjoying my performance.

As I twirled and dipped during the dance, my eyes caught sight of that handsome man who had been watching from the sidelines. He was holding a cigarette between his fingers, a thin wisp of smoke curling into the air. His gaze seemed to linger on me, a hint of something enigmatic in his eyes. I tried to focus on the dance, but a sense of curiosity tugged at me.

Maya: " That was hilarious, Anya! You're a natural-born entertainer"

I smiled, and the game continued with more laughter and cheers. After a few more rounds, it was time to wrap up the gaming session.

Maya: "And that's a wrap! Thank you all for participating in our games. We hope you had a fun and memorable time. Now let's enjoy the rest of the freshers day celebration".

The seniors stepped down the stage, the light dimmed, and the DJ began to play upbeat music. The atmosphere shifted from energetic to electric as the crowd erupted into cheers and applause. The dance floor quickly filled with students, their bodies moving in sync with the pulsating rhythm of the music.

As the last song played, I felt my energy waning. My legs ached, and my head throbbed. Despite my fatigue, I continued to dance, unwilling to give up the fun. But as the final notes faded, I knew I couldn't hold on any longer. My knees buckled, and I stumbled, about to fall.

Just as I was about to hit the ground, a pair of strong arms wrapped around my waist. It took me a moment to grasp the situation. When I was stable, the person behind me leaned in closer and whispered in my ear,

"Are you okay?"

My heart pounded as I heard his deep, masculine voice. It was so reassuring, I thought to myself. I nodded, still in his arms, and turned to see who it was. My eyes widened when I saw those beautiful eyes again.

His eyes were a stunning shade of dark brown, deep and mysterious. There was a certain intensity in his gaze that sent a shiver down my spine. They were the kind of eyes that could draw you in, captivating you with their depth and emotions.

As I looked into his eyes I couldn't help but wonder about the man behind them. What kind of a person was he? What was his life like?

I imagined him living in a beautiful house, with a modern aesthetic and a touch of vintage charm. The wall would be adorned with artwork, and the shelves would be filled with books. The living room would be cosy and inviting, with a fireplace and comfortable seating. I could picture myself curled up on the couch, reading a book while him playing guitar nearby.

Anya's inner voice: "This is ridiculous. You barely know him, and you're already imagining your future together? Are you crazy? Anya, get a grip. This daydreaming is getting way too intense."

I shook my head, dismissing the daydream. It earned a chuckle from him. I looked up to see him standing there, a mischievous glint in his eyes. He chuckled softly.,

"Lost in thoughts, I see?"

I blushed, feeling a bit embarrassed

I detached myself from him and took a step back. He looked at me for a second and turned to leave. I couldn't help but feel a pang of disappointment. But then he stopped and turned back to face me. He leaned in close and whispered,

"Daydreaming about me, were you?"

My heart raced, his words were both teasing and flirtatious, and I couldn't help but smile. With a smirk, he turned and left the place.

I had been so lost in thought that I hadn't even asked for his name. I stood there, watching him disappear into the crowd, feeling a mix of sadness and regret.

With a sigh, I turned and walked away, my mind filled with thoughts of the mysterious stranger.

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Authors note
Guys, Anya is a very delulu person, so don't mind her and her overthinking or can we say Daydreaming 😅

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