His Heaven

6. I Met him again

The next day, we rolled up our sleeves for our first practical class. As we were in our early stage, we didn't do much but a few basic experiments with our partners.. it was fun.
The day flew by, filled with laughter, casual banter, and intense study sessions.

During lunchtime, as we headed to the canteen, Olivia, our resident gossip guru, was in full swing. We were deep in conversation when I spotted him. Sitting at a nearby table, surrounded by his friends, was that incredibly handsome guy. Our eyes met, and I felt a blush creep up my cheeks. Startled, I quickly averted my gaze and hurried to order our food. We found an empty table and sat down, my heart still racing.

Anya POV

As I settled into my seat, I couldn't help but steal glances at him. Our eyes met, and I was captivated by the intensity of his gaze. His eyes, a stunning shade of dark brown, held a mysterious allure.
Suddenly, Olivia's nudge jolted me back to reality.

Olivia: "Oh so our Anya has become the victim of Aaryan's charm?" she teased, wiggling her eyebrows.

Anya: "Aaryan?"

I repeated, puzzled. The name resonated, and I realized that the handsome stranger must be him. I turned to look at him, and he was smirking, his eyes twinkling with amusement.

My inner voice chimed in, "Okay, so he's the infamous Aaryan. And I've been oblivious to his presence all this time? Great job, Anya."

Olivia: "Hey, look, he's coming our way," Olivia whispered, her voice filled with excitement.

I glanced up and saw him walking towards us. Dressed in his uniform, he looked even more handsome, if that was possible.

Aryan approached our table, his casual stride exuding confidence. He slid into the seat beside me, his gaze locking onto mine. A mischievous glint sparkled in his eyes as he began,

Aaryan: "So, how's the new girl enjoying her freshman life?"

My heart pounded in my chest. I was speechless, lost in the intensity of his gaze.

Aaryan: "I think the new girl has a habit of daydreaming a lot," he chuckled, noticing my silence.

My inner voice screamed, "Anya, say something! Anything!"

Anya: "I don't daydream," I managed to stammer out.

Aryan leaned in closer, his smirk widening.

Aaryan: "Or maybe you're just too shy to admit it."

I rolled my eyes, trying to hide my amusement.

Anya: "Whatever you say, Mr. Know-It-All," I retorted.

Aaryan: "Hey, I'm just trying to make conversation. Is that a crime?" he asked, feigning innocence.

Anya: "For someone who claims to be so observant, you're not very good at reading people," I countered.

Aryan leaned back, a thoughtful expression on his face.

Aaryan: "Well, for starters, you're a lot more interesting than you let on," he said, his voice low. A blush crept across my cheeks.

Anya: "You're just saying that to be nice," I mumbled.

Aryan shook his head.
Aaryan: "No, I'm being honest. You're one of the most intriguing people I've met in a long time."

A warm blush spread across my cheeks as I smiled. I had never been complimented so directly before. It was exhilarating.

As the conversation flowed, I realized that Aaryan was more than just a handsome face. He was witty, intelligent, and surprisingly easy to talk to. I was starting to see a different side of him, one that was charming and endearing.

A sudden throat clearing interrupted our conversation. I looked up to find my friends staring at me with teasing grins. Olivia's face lit up with mischievous delight.

Olivia: "Hey, bestie!" (she exclaimed, waving her hand dramatically.) "Just wanted to remind you that we're still here."

Anya: "Da, stop it". I said looking at Olivia
( Da or Di is a common endearment between close friends in the southern part of India.. often used playfully or affectionately.)

Olivia: "Okay, okay, I won't say anything," she replied, zipping her mouth playfully.

A blush crept across my cheeks as I glanced at Aaryan. He was studying me, his chin resting on his hand. The awkward silence stretched between us. To break the tension, Aaryan initiated a new topic of conversation.
We continued chatting for a while longer, the conversation flowing easily.

Aaryan : "Well, I should probably get going. I have a meeting to attend," He said, rising from his seat.

Anya: "Oh, yeah? Good luck with that," I replied.

Aaryan : "Thanks," he said, pausing. Then, he took my hand and wrote something on my palm.

Anya: "What is this?" I asked, my face turning red.

Aaryan : "A little something to remember me by," he smirked, revealing that he had written his phone number.

Anya: "Aww, it's sweet," I replied, feeling a flutter in my stomach. "I'll text you."

Aaryan : "I'll wait for your message," he said, leaning in closer. "See you around."

He left with a smirk, leaving me blushing and flustered.

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Don't you think Anya is blushing a lot these days.. or can we say Aaryan is making her blush a lot. 😅

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