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I knew him since Class 10.He was my teacher, and I was a normal student in his class.
In my friend group, I was actually quite popular. I laughed the loudest, talked the most, and everyone around me knew who I was.
But in his eyes... I thought I was invisible.
He never called my name.He never really talked to me.At least, that's what I believed.
Then Class 11 came, and slowly things started to change. I began noticing him more... the way he taught, the way he spoke, the way he inspired everyone without even trying.
What I felt was confusing, and I kept telling myself it was nothing. Just respect. Just admiration.
So I stayed quiet. I never said anything.
Because some feelings are easier to hide than to explain.
But what I didn't know was this...
Maybe I was never invisible to him at all.