1 Year later..

"Hey, can I ask you where class 11th-A is? I'm kind of lost here" The guy in front of me said, scratching the back of his head, not even glancing at me, instead, he was looking at a paper.

"Ahh, 11th-A?" He nodded as I asked.

"Ground floor, near to the staffroom" I replied.

"Okay, thanks" He said as I just mumbled a small "hm"

His face looked a little..

He finally looked at me and smiled.

Familiar.

Wait.

That senior.

He still had the same curly hair, button nose, jawline and those eyes..

I stilled at my position.

"Hey, by the way," I stopped him.

This is your only chance, chak de phatte

"What's your name?" I asked him,

He just smiled a little awkwardly and said "Rohan Kumar, you?" he asked.

Rohan Kumar.

I finally knew his name.

And he had the most boyfriend-y one.

Explains how he has interrupted my sleep in the most strange ways with his thoughts.

Since 8th grade he has.

And I'll forgive him for it.

"Asha Aggarwal you can also call me Aish or Ashu, 10th grader here" I smiled.

He nodded as he held the strap of his bag which hung on one of his shoulders.

"Ahh, nice to meet you Aggarwal" he smiled and walked away.

aggarwal? Out of 2 options you choose the 3rd one?

Well, seems like something I'd do.

I sighed and walked away.

No way he's going to like me back, waste of time.

Why's my heart beating?

Rohan Kumar.

I screamed within myself trying to contain my smile which would burst out any moment.

"Aish, kya baat kr rhi thi usse?" Geet asks.

Oh god I have a lot to spill to her.

"Tere pehle waale jiju mil gye" I replied.

She almost puked.

"Behen woh Playboy h pura, aur waise bhi Advit ka kya hua?" She asked, reminding me of my boyfriend.

"Acha haan, Advit Kahan h? Dikh nhi rha aaj" I searched and dragged Geet with me.

We looked everywhere but we didn't find him.

"Maybe he's absent, leave it no" she said.

"He's not, warna mujhe batake leave leta" I said acting like a protective girlfriend.

"Aishu yaar hadd hoti h" she rolled her eyes and I laughed.

I saw his friend group walking by and I stopped them.

"Hey, I'm sorry, did Advit come today?" I said, acting all formal.

"Woh toh 2nd floor pe 6th A waala classroom empty tha na toh woh andr uss ladk-" one of his other friends covered his mouth as I widened my eyes slowly, realising the situation.

"Yeh aida h thoda sa, don't mind him, Advit didn't come today" another friend replied.

"You fricking liars" I mumbled as I ran downstairs only to be blocked by Advit's friend standing in front of me.

"Kahan Jaa rhi ho? Class start hone waali h mam ne hame bola h students ko class m early po-"

"Cut the nonsense" I went by, hitting his friend's shoulders while I did so.

Running downstairs, my heart jumped out of my body.

I hurried to find 6th A and when I tried to open the door, it was locked from inside but I could hear his voice and see through the peephole.

"I love you." He confessed to somebody, who I couldn't see clearly as he stood with his back towards the door and her in front of him.

What.

"Asha ka kya?" a female voice asked inside the classroom.

That voice sounded familiar..

Wait.

"You're my everything, we'll figure it out. Just say yes and I'll be all yours" He said.

Ew. Cheesy.

Suddenly, he held her by the waist and got really close to her.

I moved uncomfortably, watching them.

"Really?" the other voice said.

"Yup"

No, Advit didn't say that.

I did.

Advit's eyes widened as he looked at me entering and I chuckled.

Opening closed doors has always been my speciality.

"He'll be all yours, a cheater, a liar, a manipulator, gaslighter, piece of shit, an ugly bastard who'll always remind you how bad you look and make you feel worse about yourself. That's Advit. He'll be all yours." I smiled forcefully.

The girl breathed heavily and took a few steps back.

"Don't be shocked, don't be scared. Kisi ko toh warning deni padegi na? Oh haan by the way, refund allowed nhi hai, itna cheap jo hai ye." I poked my tongue on the inner side of my cheek as I folded my arms.

"Aish, I can explain" he said.

"No need" I smiled.

"Toodles" I waved my hand and turned around to walk away.

Exiting the classroom, I straight up walked to the washroom.

Oops.

I meant, ran.

I opened the washroom's door, locked the door and looked at myself in the mirror and I could see tears rolling down as I laughed.

I breathed, wiping each tear for myself.

Afterall, who will take care of me if I won't?

That's how it always has been.

Me, myself, my tears and the washroom.

From pool parties, to home and now, to school as well, I've cried with all my emotions falling out in the form of tears in the washroom.

Isn't it extraordinary how even our body reacts to these emotions?

These feelings, when welled up inside bring out tears craving for attention and love.

Yet, we hide them from the rest of the world.

It's considered 'weak' and 'weird', after all.

I closed my eyes as I allowed each emotion to flow through, sobs, hurt, pain, guilt, everything.

I didn't care if anybody was in the stalls or not, I just needed to have some space.

I heard someone's slow footsteps walking towards me and before I knew it,

I felt somebody hug me from behind and even though I didn't know this person, I let out my feelings even harder.

"Don't open your eyes, don't question who I am, just let it all out." They whispered.

I sobbed and sobbed, the person's words comforting me to the end.

I kept my eyes closed, hugged that person harder and fell to the ground, seeking for help.

Both of us were on the ground and that person let me lean my head on their chest as they held me.

"I'm sorry" I sobbed and they clicked their tongue.

"Shut up, don't say sorry just tell me if you want me to go anytime and I'll exit whenever you'd like" they whispered and I felt comforted to the maximum.

I breathed, finally. my sobs came into my control and I calmed down by tons.

It took about half an hour but oh I felt so much better.

"You okay?" I finally got the strength to open my eyes and look up at whoever this person was.

And that's when I screamed.

"This is a girl's washroom what the actual living fuck are you doing here?" I said, tearing away from him.

"You just cried in my arms and that's the first thing you say to me?"

TBC