TODAY .

The girl stands there, tears streaming down her face, as the boy in front of her shouts uncontrollably—like someone who has lost all sense.

“I will never, ever leave you… no matter what happens!” he yells, his voice loud but hollow.

She keeps crying, her voice trembling, barely audible through her sobs.

“Please… just let me go. I’ll do anything you say… just please let me go.”

But he doesn’t listen.

Instead, in a sudden burst of anger, he snatches her phone and throws it onto the road. The sharp sound echoes, but she doesn’t even react.

She just sits there… broken, helpless—her tears falling silently now.

And in that moment, the only thing louder than his shouting is her regret…

regret of choosing him.

2 December 2018

The girl, Alisha, is not someone who worries about the future—plans, career, or all those things people usually stress over. To her, those are just heavy thoughts, not worth carrying.

She is free-spirited… a soul that lives in the moment.

Someone who would stand at the edge of a mountain without fear—just to feel the wind, just to see the world from a different height.

8;00 am

A girl in a baggy outfit is skipping along the street with her white earphones plugged in, completely lost in the rhythm of her music. She’s running a little late, her phone clutched in one hand and a half-eaten sandwich tucked between hurried bites

“Alisha, why are you waking up so late these days? Why do you stay up all night watching K-dramas when you can barely get up early in the morning? Why are you being so delusional?”

She sighs, already knowing the answer but choosing silence.

At the bus stop

She finally reaches the bus stand, slightly out of breath, muttering to herself,

“Oh no, no, no… why me again? I’m just ten seconds late. Why does this always happen to me?”

Frustrated, she checks the time again.

“Now the bus will come at 8:10… and my lecture starts at 8:45.”

She exhales slowly, a mix of annoyance and helpless laughter escaping her lips.

Ms. Kusum will definitely scold me today because she had already warned me,

“If you ever come late to my class again, I won’t allow you to enter.”

Phone rings…

“Hello?”

“Hi, who is this?”

“Baba, it’s my number… ananya!”

“Oh, okay… is this your new number?”

“Yes, it is. I bought it just last night.”

“Why, bro? Why did you get a new one?”

“Okay, listen, we’ll talk about that later.”

After a pause…

“Alisha, we’ll discuss my new number later. First tell me—why didn’t you come till now?”

“Yesterday, you said you’d come before 8am… and now look at you—you’re missing again. I’m calling you at 8:05”

Honestly, I was busy watching a Korean drama last night and completely lost track of time. I didn’t even realize when it got so late.

“Alisha, Mrs. Kusum ma’am will definitely throw you out of the classroom if you come late again like today.”

I know… I know. But what can I do? I just couldn’t bring myself to miss that Korean web series.

“Okay, okay… I’ll catch you in college. one Auto, came!”

“Hurry up, alisha —okay, bye. Come fast.”

“I’ve just arrived, and guess what? Your crush is also waiting here. He’s already keeping an eye on you.”

“Gosh…”

“Reach the college at 8:45 a.m.”

“Running late again, Alisha?”

“Oh no… 10 seconds more and I’ll miss my class.”

“Please, God… let the classroom be empty today.”

“I really need a break from this constant rush.”

In The classroom, everyone is shouting. I wonder why there is so much noise.

What!!! Kusum ma’am is not present in the class.

Alisha is standing at the entrance of the classroom. She waves her hand and walks inside.

“Oh, it’s ananya !”

After reaching her, Alisha asks why Kusum ma’am didn’t come.

“I don’t know. Maybe she is on leave today. Lucky, I guess!”

“Bro, I prayed to God that she wouldn’t come today.”

“Maybe if you pray to God for your Nikk, he’ll definitely propose to you in front of the whole class.”

“I don’t know, babe… I feel like he’s way out of my league. I mean, just look at him—6'1, those perfectly toned biceps, a total gym freak, mesmerizing hazel eyes, and that sharp tattoo on his neck… he’s literally the most irresistible guy in our class.”

“He walks in like he owns the place, and everyone just notices him without even trying.”

“And then there’s me… my hair won’t even stay straight—like it has its own mood swings—and my dressing sense? Let’s just say even I get confused by my own outfits sometimes.”

“I’m basically chaos in human form.”

“He probably wouldn’t even think about me… not even in his dreams.”

“Babe, you’re just talking nonsense about yourself.”

“For me, you’re the best—and honestly, the coolest person in the whole class.”

“there's only one problem… if you could just fix your habit of being late everywhere, you’d be absolutely perfect.”

“Everyone teases you in class for coming late… but I swear, half of them are just waiting for you to enter like it’s some kind of daily show.”

“I can’t do anything about it, yaar… it’s just that I cannot stop watching dramas.”

“They’re way too important for my life… like, literally as essential as oxygen.”

“Sleep? Optional. Drama? Mandatory.”

After the class ended, we stepped outside and stood in the ground.

“Bro, look… Nikk is there.”

Alisha’s eyes instantly locked onto him.

“He’s in his badminton wear… and wow—just look at those biceps.”

“Bro, I’m already in my thoughts… I mean, how can someone be this good-looking?”

“Look at his jawline… the way he’s holding the badminton racket… and that effortless style.”

A light sheen of sweat was sliding down from his face to his Adam’s apple, making him look even more unreal.

“I swear… why does he have to look this perfect? It’s actually unfair.”

“Like… at this point, I just feel like going and falling straight into his arms.”

alisha......alisha..... are you listening me or you just disappear from here

Alisha smiled softly, her thoughts drifting as she murmured, “I didn’t disappear… I just got lost—lost in him, in his dreams, in the way he looks at me. (ananya- bro he looks at everyone the same way ) shut up ananya !!!!!!!! It’s almost unfair how effortlessly cute he is.” She paused, biting her lip with a quiet laugh, “Maybe I’m falling too deep… but I can’t help it. He’s becoming my favorite addiction, the kind I don’t even want to escape from. I’d do anything just to see him smile—it’s crazy, I know… but it feels so right.” Her voice turned softer, a little more teasing, “I think I like being this way… a little lost, a little obsessed, completely drawn to him.”