Fanática (addicted) ✔️

PART1- Feelings

whatever we do or don't it totally depends upon our nature, the way we act in front of people, and the way we think for people primarily defines our nature and that's how you write your destiny which is unwritten I'm damn sure.

The girl who is nothing in her own eyes becomes something which she never wanted to become... selfish!.

Yes, putting everyone over her own happiness was very normal to her nature but can she remain the same forever?

This is a story of Ansuya who is dedicated to her family in every mean and never has she thought anything for her.

(Anastasia Cebulska- Ansuya)
Ansuya's Pov.

It all started when I was excited for my  cousin, sister Mithila for her college admission. finally, her dream of becoming a pilot is soon to be started.

that 18-year-old girl has lost so much and she deserves every bit of the happiness she can, when she was just two she lost her parents in a car accident and then my parents became her legal guardian and since then she is living with us, and she is so good that sometimes my parents just forget about me, but I love her and that's not an issue at all. she is my uncle's daughter.

Currently, I'm at her college and it is the best flying school, college in the city, but this college is seriously very big and clearly its a flying base so who am I kidding. I went to the building separated from the campus named as administration.

But as usual its again no less than to any maze. where are the accounts and admission room? 

someone's pov.

(Ilhan Sen- Tyag)

I was passing from the administration block during lunchtime, whistling my favorite tune but something unusual caught my eyes basically randos are not allowed in the wing but what is she doing here. Damn man, she is beautiful but who is she?!

she looked confused and maybe searching for something but what made me laugh was when she tripped, who wears sneakers (not laced properly) with the kurta, god girls, and fashion these days.

she stood up and rubbed her knees and again started searching, I felt a stupid itch to ask her what's wrong and that was my first step towards my annihilation. But if I was aware of the destiny which all talk about, I would have never done this, anyway so I asked her and to her concern, she was searching the admission room, is she applying for CPL, god saves the lives in that flight.

"just go straight and turn right, the big glass door, that's the admission cell," I said she just smiled and with sweet thank you, she left the sight of my eyes, but deep down I did not want her to go, I was liking the way her lips move when she spoke, I like the way her long hair swung from one side to another, I like her simple yet admiring dressing sense and most importantly I rarely notice these things in a girl for the very first time.

To find out more about her I went straight behind her and peeped from the door. To my knowledge she is here for her sister's admission and not for her. but then I found her face which was excited before and now it was sad, what happened?

and she left the cell without even looking at me where I was just standing right in front of her. looking at her leaving again. why even I am thinking so much, I went to the counter and then found out the reason behind her sad face, damn girl admission in flying school is not that easy.

I went out to check up on her but to my bad luck, I did not find her anywhere, what is she, the air? I guess this was it, I am never going to see her again.

It's been a week and I can't stop thinking about that sneaker girl, what is wrong with me, why god, "ahhhhh!"

next day same time at the lunch I went to the administration block and to my luck I found her coming out from the account cell and she was looking tensed, I wanted to comfort her, ask her what is wrong with her and why that beautiful face is low, she just passed me and I don't know what took me and I grabbed her hand pulling her as close as possible, to my surprise she was so light and in a sec she was standing in front of me, with surprise look on her face, damn I felt numb, this girl took me to my core, her deep eyes and her uneven breaths. I want to claim her right now as mine and never let her go.

"what are you doing?" she asked freeing her self from my grip, there I came back to my sense her old tensed face replaced with the anger and her wide eyes were questioning me that how dare I touch her.

"are you all right?" freeing her from my grip and loosening her. I didn't want to but she looked fierce to me and I didn't wanna get burn in the second meeting, not without confessing my love for her, what LOVE just like that, yes.

she stepped back and looked at me with disbelief but her hard expressions soften and with her sad face she just nodded and left. I turned and saw her back, her curves, her long hair but damn she was sad, why?

I followed her without wasting time and saw her leaving on her scooty. to my luck, I found her number plate and that's it, girl, I am going to know everything about you.

the scooty was registered on the name of Deepak Deshmukh and the address was Xyz.

let's see about Mr. Deshmukh, so He is a banker, wife, and two daughters. Ansuya and Mithila. which one was she, A or M?

I have my sources don't waste time on that.

The next day I went to the admin cell and asked about the new applications for the admission and mostly from the name A and M and then the name Mithila Deshmukh appears and that's it so baby your name is Ansuya. what a cultural and typical name but I love it already, shhh!