Prisha was excited about the coming date, after all, it was her childhood crush. She went to the location where they would be meeting. She was adjusting her hair with her hands, feeling the breeze on her face.

Then suddenly she heard some steps walking towards her. She knew it was him; just when she turned back to look at him, she saw him smiling towards her; everything stopped. There was music all over her mind, everyone else vanished as if no one was there. He gently asked her to sit as he had booked a table for them. Then he ordered a coffee and some crispy fries, "Ooh, weird combination." Prisha said unknowingly.

"Ooh, I'm sorry. I didn't mean that." Prisha apologized. For which Prince said, "It's absolutely fine, I have heard this before many times."

Badass Prisha to Prisha, "You were about to screw the thing, please don't miss this chance now." to which Prisha said, "Don't worry I won't."

She then started talking to him. He was busy telling her things but she; she was busy looking at him. The way he smiles when he talks to her and those brown eyes of his who can forget; just when she was thinking all this; Prince touched her hands and asked, "What happened!?"

"Nothing." Prisha replied with a big smile on her face which was shining like a moon at that moment.

"Can I ask you something!?" asked Prisha to Prince. "Sure, why not!", Prince replied.

"Are you still with Nikki?", Prisha asked curiously. "Um, no, but why are you asking this?", Prince asked her with a confused look on his face.

"No, just asked, I mean your relationship was quite famous in college, I mean don't get me wrong it's just I wanted to..."

"Hey hey chill.", Prince said while calming Prisha. "Why do I have to mess everything up like this? Now what will the prince think about me, he will surely think that I'm a kind of stalker or maybe not. Many people might have asked him this question before. Oh, I don't know how to stop my overthinking now.", Prisha says to herself.

"We broke up 3 years back since she wasn't my type.", Prince said. "Oh, wait, what does he mean by not my type? She was so beautiful. Every guy in college wanted her." Prisha was thinking to herself.

"Okay then, who is your type?", Prisha asked unknowingly. "God, what did I ask?" just when Prisha was thinking this to herself Prince replied with, "Maybe a girl like you."

"Wait, did he say that? Did he say a girl like me? Did I hear right? Oh god, I can't believe my ears.", Prisha was screaming from inside, listening to Prince's answer. It was like a dream for her.

"Prisha, Prisha listen I have to go now I have got work to complete can't postpone it for long.", said Prince which brought Prisha back to her senses.

"Oh okay, when are we going to meet again, Prince?", asked Prisha with an expectation of meeting again in her eyes. On which Prince replied, "I can't tell you now, but will surely let you know soon." 

"But how? I mean you don't have my number.", said Prisha, "Okay, take my number 98734*****", Prince gave Prisha his number and left from there.