He was different. Different from the others I knew. Different from the crowd. An aura of mystery surrounded him. Always. Only few noticed him. I was the popular girl The bubbly, naughty chick. I was a part of the crowd. I had a tonne of friends. Everyone noticed me. I was an open book, or so they thought. I was an everyday gem. And he was a forbidden relic. It was bound to remain the same. Until, one day.All Rights Reserved