Aswitha04
In a school divided by rules, corridors, and silence, boys and girls weren't supposed to interact unless necessary.
No one ever mentioned eye contact. That was the loophole.
One quiet Christmas morning, she sees him for the first time, calm voice, unreadable eyes, standing like he already belongs in places he shouldn't be.
She looks away too late.
After that, he starts appearing everywhere. Not in a dramatic way. Just... always at the wrong corner of the right moment.
Bridge corridors. Staircase turns. Classroom windows where reflections meet for half a second longer than they should.
He was the topper from the other block. She was the girl who kept noticing patterns that didn't exist.
What begins as curiosity slowly becomes a year and a half of stolen glances, accidental encounters, teasing friends, hidden memories, and feelings that grow without a single real conversation.
In a place where walking beside someone was forbidden, they learned something worse:
recognising each other instantly... is enough.