Chapter 1

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I'll be leaving this country in a few hours, I'm very upset. A lot of thoughts go through my mind and my mind trembles when I remember all that. It's scary when I think about the coming days. But I have to go. I have other students around me who are just as upset as I am, but some are very happy. I said bye to my mother and went inside.

My eyes filled as I said bye to my mother. But I have no choice but to go. My heart rate increased with each passing moment.

This is my first flight. In my next seat was a girl. She was more scared. We didn't talk much, she was shy type.

After Plus Two, I got admission in an Arts College in St.Petersburg through an agency. After a few hours each of the students who were with me went to the respective college with their teacher. In the end it was just me and the other two students. All three of us are in the same college.

I'm scared, there are no girls with me now. It didn't feel good to walk with three men in an unfamiliar country. Landed at the airport in Ukraine. The person who came with me as a guide saw another agency guide there. No one was with him.

"Where is the student who came with you?"
"He went to make a phone call," he said, looking for the student. My heart sank when I heard that its a boy again ..... ohhhhhh no.......

The boys who accompanied me on the trip to Ukraine became friends with each other. I was alone, standing alone for hours in silence.

Both guides are laughing and talking. That made me very angry. As my patience was running out I noticed that someone was standing behind me.

I turned around and he came and stood to my right. When I saw him, my eyes widened. I forgot the surroundings and looked at him without blinking, I realized at first glance that he is a British Guy. So beautiful guy....

My mind told me that I had seen him somewhere before. He is very happy, why is he so happy when he leaves the country? I asked myself. But I was still staring into his beautiful blue eyes. Suddenly he looked at me.

I tried to smile. But to my shock, he looked at me and raised his right eyebrow and smiled. I fell into that smile. He is very handsome. I just do not have the strength to look at that beautiful face for too long. But my heart provoked me to look at him again. But I did not. There was a big battle between my brain and my heart. And the only reason is him.

Both guides took us with them. He walked with me. In front of him I am small because my height is a little low. My head is up to his shoulder. I need to raise my head to look at him. I tried to look, but when I raised my head he would look at me, so I controlled myself.

One of the guide called a taxi to go to the hostel. My guide and the other guys got in the first taxi and he told me to get in too, but I felt uncomfortable.

"Are you coming with us?" His guide asked me as I hesitated to get into the taxi. Without thinking much, I said yes. His guide sat next to the driver's seat. I sat with him in the back seat. Now I am comfortable.

It takes about two hours to reach the hostel. I opened the car window and saw the exterior. Is St. Petersburg very gorgeous, or do I think so? I 've never been abroad before, so I think so. I was tired of the long hours of travel. My eyes are slowly closing.

But I want to see this place, and my eyes are closed. I fell into a good sleep.

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