Chapter 1: A Stranger Who Knows Too Much

The evening was quiet.

Yusra sat on her bed, her history book open in front of her, but her eyes weren’t on the pages. The words blurred together as her phone screen kept lighting up again and again.

Ping.

She sighed and picked it up.

It was Irfan.

Or rather… a stranger who had somehow entered her life like he already knew her.

Irfan:

History ka chapter 13 ka long ka last question bhejdo

Yusra:

Thik hai

Irfan:

Ek ladka hai tmse baat krna chahta hai

Yusra frowned.

Her fingers paused on the keyboard.

Yusra:

Hamko kisi se baat nhi karna hai

Irfan:

Tmko pasand krta hai

Yusra:

Matlab kuch bhi

Irfan:

Shi me

Yusra:

Kon hai ye mahan insan

Irfan:

Wahi insan jo tumhare nakhre jhel sakta hai

Yusra rolled her eyes.

This boy was impossible.

She threw her phone on the bed and muttered,

“Dimag kharab hai iska.”

But the truth was… a small smile had already appeared on her lips.

She didn’t even know why.

Ping.

She picked up the phone again.

Irfan:

There is always someone who exists to bear your tantrums.

You just have to find the right one 🥺💛

Yusra stared at the message.

Her heart skipped for a second.

Then she quickly typed.

Yusra:

Nhi mil raha

Irfan:

There is always someone who exists to bear your tantrums

Yusra:

Yup in my imagination

She put the phone down again.

Why was he talking like this?

Why did it feel like he was indirectly saying something?

And most importantly…

Why did she care?

A few minutes later, another message came.

Irfan:

Are you into K-drama??

Yusra blinked.

What kind of random topic was this?

Yusra:

Yes I do

Irfan:

Business proposal??

Yusra:

Nahh

Irfan:

Then what kind of K drama do you watch??

Yusra:

I don't have any specific type in K dramas

and I have only watched one Kdrama

Irfan:

Crash landing?

Yusra smiled slightly.

He guessed correctly.

But then suddenly…

His messages changed.

Irfan:

Even the moon feels shy when you come out from your home 🙂

Yusra sat straight.

Her cheeks turned warm.

Yusra:

Well is this you or someone else

Irfan:

Just a stranger who wants to explore new things with you

And try to live the best life as possible

Her heartbeat got faster.

This was getting weird.

Or maybe…

Dangerous.

Bro just go to hell

Irfan:

With you I can go to a place worse than hell 💔

Yusra:

Bhai WTF

Irfan:

Anyways… for today it's enough

YThe silence that followed felt heavy.

For the first time…

Yusra felt something strange in her chest.

Something like curiosity.

Something like fear.

Something like attraction.

A new message popped up.

Irfan:

You want to talk or not with that boy

Yusra:

I just want to know his name

Irfan:

Apne class wala Arham nahi hai

Mere ghar ke idhar rehta hai

Wo bhi St Joseph’s me padhta hai

Yusra narrowed her eyes.

Yusra:

Wo hamko kese janta hai

Irfan:

Just because

Her fingers stopped moving.

Then another message came.

Irfan:

However… he’s quite sharp

Yusra:

But I already like somebody

Irfan:

Yes I know

Her breath hitched.

He knows?

How?

Irfan:

So what

Yusra:

So what

Irfan:

You like to talk

Yusra:

With whom

There was a pause.

A long pause.

Then finally…

Irfan:

Arham

Yusra’s eyes widened.

Yusra:

Nahh

And ye janne ke baad to bilkul bhi nahi

The chat ended there.

But her mind didn’t.

Because somewhere deep inside her heart…

A question was echoing again and again.

Was Irfan really talking about Arham…

or was he talking about himself?

Yusra:

Kya

Irfan:

Chit chat

Yusra pressed her fingers on her forehead.

“Is ladke ko hua kya hai aaj?”

She typed quickly.

Yusra:

Fir itna bakwas kyu kar rahe the

Irfan:

Tumhara patience level check kar raha tha

She froze.

Patience level?

What kind of test was this?

Yusra:

Kyu

Irfan:

Aise hi

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