Our School Love Story

Chapter 1 — The Beginning Nobody Understood

The classroom was never really quiet.

Someone was always laughing loudly in the back benches, someone was throwing paper balls, teachers kept scolding students for unfinished homework, and the fans above made that same old creaking sound every single day. It was the kind of normal school life everyone eventually forgets.

But somehow… Laiba remembered those days clearly. 🤍

Back in Class 7, life felt much smaller and simpler to her. Small conversations felt important. One smile could affect her whole mood for the day. And feelings? Feelings felt huge at that age, even when nobody understood them properly.

That was the time she liked someone for the first time.

AG.

Or at least, that’s what she secretly called him in her mind. 🌷

It wasn’t some dramatic love story. They barely even talked properly. But whenever they did, Laiba noticed everything — the way he replied, the way he acted around her, even tiny details that probably meant nothing.

Still, to her, they meant something.

At that age, even little attention feels special.

Sometimes her friends teased her about him. Sometimes she denied it quickly while secretly smiling to herself afterward. It became one of those silly little school crushes that quietly stay in your heart without asking permission.

But if someone had looked carefully during those years, they would’ve noticed another boy around her too.

Not close.

Not important.

Not yet.

Amaan. 🌙

At that time, he was just another classmate in the noisy classroom. Someone she occasionally argued with over random things. Someone who irritated her sometimes for no reason.

Honestly, neither of them really paid much attention to each other.

And maybe that’s why life is strange.

Because sometimes the people who later become your entire comfort zone begin as complete strangers.

Class 8 came with changes.

Misunderstandings slowly started happening between Laiba and AG. Conversations became awkward. The closeness she imagined between them suddenly didn’t feel the same anymore.

And slowly, without making any big announcement about it, Laiba started forcing herself to move on. 🍂

At first it hurt.

Then it became normal.

School life continued anyway.

Classes.

Homework.

Exams.

Friends.

Fights.

Laughter in corridors.

Nothing stopped just because someone’s feelings changed.

But somewhere during that time, something else quietly started changing too.

Class 9 arrived, and life somehow felt more confusing than before. People started changing. Friend groups shifted. Rumors spread faster. Crushes became more serious than childish.

That was the year Laiba properly noticed Amaan for the first time.

Not because she liked him.

Mostly because there were rumors in class that he liked another girl. One day, out of pure curiosity, she casually asked him about it like any normal classmate would.

But even now, years later, she still remembered one strange thing about him:

No matter how much they fought, he somehow always stayed memorable. 😭

They argued over stupid little things.

Sometimes they annoyed each other on purpose.

Sometimes their friends laughed watching them fight like kids.

And honestly? Neither of them imagined those moments would someday become memories they’d smile about.

At that time, Laiba still thought her story belonged somewhere else.

She still believed AG was important.

And Amaan?

He was just the annoying boy she kept fighting with in class. 😂

But life already knew something they didn’t.

Sometimes love doesn’t enter loudly.