𝐏𝐞𝐡𝐥𝐚 𝐏𝐲𝐚𝐚𝐫: Fɪʀsᴛ Lᴏᴠᴇ, Fᴏʀᴇᴠᴇʀ Tʀᴜᴇ

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*Krish's Pov*

"MAAAAA!!! I AM GETTING LATE!!!" I shouted running down the stairs.

"Coming, coming!" Mom replied as she handed me a hastily prepared lunchbox and a water bottle. "Don't forget your backpack, and be careful while driving!"

I grabbed my stuff and gave her a quick side hug.

"Jaldi utha kar" she scolded as I searched for my bike's key. "Ab Tera vacation khatam ho gaya hain."

[Wake up early.]
[Your vacation have ended.]

"Parth bhaiya aur Kabir bhaiya abhi bhi so rahe hain?" I asked her, and she nodded.

[Parth bhaiya and Kabir bhaiya are still sleeping?]

Un dono ka sahi hain Parth bhaiya college mein toh late uth te hain aur Kabir bhaiya toh vacation pe hain. Kash meri zindagi inke jesi hoti.

[Their life is good. Parth bhaiya is in college that's why he wakes up late and Kabir bhaiya is on vacation. Why can't my life be like theirs?]

As I found the key I rushed out of the home and left for the school.

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As I parked my bike, I saw lsha sprinting towards the school gate, her backpack bouncing behind her.

I rushed towards her, my footsteps echoing off the school's wall. "Isha! Hey, wait up!" I called out.

"Oh Hey!" She stopped on her track as I approached her. She is looking anywhere but me.

"Sorry, I wasn't able to talk to you yesterday." We entered the school gate.

"Koi baat nahi." Her eyes still avoided mine.

[It's alright.]

I grinned mischievously. "You are still mad, aren't you?"

"Arey nahi, aesa kuch nahi hain." Her cheeks flushed as I playfully nudged her.

[No, it's nothing like that.]

"Come on, forgive me." I teased, walking alongside her. Isha rolled her eyes, a smile creeping on her face.

"Yeah! I forgive you." She laughed.

"Isha, do you mind if I could get your phone number?" I tried not to sound desperate.

"Yeah, it's alright." She took a pen out from her uniform skirt pocket.

She started searching for a paper to write. I put my palm in front of her. "Here, write on this."

"You sure?" I nodded.

We walked in comfortable silence.

"Krish?" I looked at her. "You know you look like someon-"

She was cut off by the teacher's shout. "Kya kar raho tum dono? School kabka start ho chuka hain." Aditi ma'am, our P.E. ma'am scolded us.

[What are you both doing? School has started already.]

"Arey ma'am! Abhi toh time hain, sare bacche yahi ha-" I looked around me only to see the whole corridor empty. I turned towards ma'am who was glaring at me, then to Isha.

[Ma'am, time is still there, students are sti-]

Wait... she left, leaving me here? Alone? Gaddar.

"Sorry ma'am!" I left from there and ran towards my class.