Chapter 3

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Shivaay was sitting in his room with a book on his study table , an open register and a pen in his mouth .

He was lost in something particularly someone a special someone.

Om entered his room and saw his brother lost in some thoughts. Tapping on his shoulder he called out his name.

Jerking out of his la-la land he looked at Om 

O: what happened shivaay? Where are u lost?

S: no...nothing om. U here?  I mean at this time?

O: ya actually I wanted to inform u that I'll also start my college from tomorrow.

S: OHH that's great ! Be ready by 6 than.

O: what?  Why 6 we can go there at 7 as well. It'd not to far.

S: u r not understanding Om. What if she comes early ? * in flow*

O: who?

Shivaay bit his tongue as he realized what he just said.

S: no one. *looked down*

O: oh so now u won't even share ur secrets with me. It's OK I understand *sadly*

Om got up and was about to go when Shivaay pulled him back .

S: ummm....actually..

O: no need to hesitate shivaay. Just say it

S: I... Ilikesoneoneinmycollege.

O: what?

S: Ilikesoneoneinmycollege

O: say it clearly shivaay.

S: I like someone in my college.

O: oh so what's the big deal just go and say it.

S: umm.. Actually....she is our teacher. *crossed his fingers and closed his eyes*

O: what ? Have u gone mad Shivaay. Oh God u like ur teacher like really .

S: Om listen na. I really do love her

O: LOVE? when did this happen. U said you like her

S: it happened today only

O: oh God Shivaay. By the way what's her name?

S: her name? I don't know

O: great Mr Shivaay u don't even know her name.

After a little while of talking on left from there and went to sleep and so as Shivaay 

In morning

Shivaay was ready to leave and was waiting for om .

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