Akira woke up that morning and stayed in bed for more than an hour. She started at herself in the mirror that hung on the baige coloured wall of her bedroom.
Dark grey eyes, slightly swollen, pink lips which always wore an innocent yet mysterious smile, soft silky skin and black hair with a tinge of brown at the tips.
She splashed ice cold water on her face to fully awaken her. She dabbed her face with a pale coloured face tissue as she headed to her modern, neat and well equipped kitchen.
She made herself a cup of coffee and sank into a comfortable bean bag. She absentmindedly scrolled through her What's app contact list. She found herself stopping at a particular contact. "Jay" it read. Akira let her mind drift back to the day she first met him and the changes in her life it so caused.
"I'm going to make some changes in the sitting arrangements," said the teacher. "Preeti will sit next to Karthik, keerthi will be next to kishore and Akira, where is Akira? "
"Excuse me, Ma'am?" Said a voice near the door. As the students in the class turned towards the voice, there she stood- Akira. Tall, elegant, sweet, innocent yet confident.
"Come in, Akira. You will be next to Jay. Is that ok?"
"Absolutely ma'am, " Akira replied flashing her innocent smile.
"Hi, Jay!I'm Akira!" She said, stretching her hand towards Jay.
"Hi,"he replied, rather nervously making very little eye contact and immediately turned to stare out the window.
She murmured a 'weird' under her breath.
Class continued that day with minimum amounts of conversation between them.
"Perhaps he's just shy, "she thought.
As the days passed by, they became quite close. They started to like each other.
Jay was something different. He made her smile. He wasn't like other guys. She felt good. She felt special.
