Author's Note:
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That idiot broke my violin. I hate him so much. I literally wanted to kill him the time when he broke my love into pieces. How can he break it like that? Out of all the things available in the world, why mine?

But what made me more surprised is him taking me to the infirmary and buying the bread. Does he care about me? Or is he feeling guilty for the morning's incident?  Why would he care about you Nazeera? He is just trying to flirt, maybe?

"Nazeera, what happened to your wrist?", my mom asked as soon as I entered the house.

"It's nothing Ammi, I just hit something", I stuttered my words and she cornered her eyes in a questioning look. Okay! I agree I can't even lie properly.

"Nazeera, tell me the truth", she asked me in a demanding tone and I huffed. I don't think she will be calm until I tell her everything.

I narrated the whole incident of how my violin broke and also cried in between. I didn't tell her that my wrist was hurt because of the incident. I just told her that I am having bandages because of me mindlessly picking up the sharp wooden filings.

"Don't worry Nazeera, I will try to arrange the money for the violin. But don't let Baba know okay?", she caressed my hair and I smiled.

"Thank you Ammi", I feel so grateful to have such an understanding mom. I didn't expect her to react like this. I thought she would be upset that I was reckless about my belongings. I feel so guilty for causing this trouble to her.

We completed our daily routine and I went to my room. Had I not taken a nap too long, I wouldn't have ended up late and wouldn't have got into that fight in the morning. My violin would have been safe then. I sighed to myself thinking how everything changed for a few extra minutes of my sleep.

You look tired

His words kept ringing in my mind. How did he know I was tired? Why is he so concerned about me today? And why didn't I resent him today? I remember him staying with me at the infirmary all the time when the nurse is treating me. Why is he so different from yesterday?

Eat your lunch Nazeera

Why does my name come out so different from his mouth? Is it because I have never talked to guys around my age? Gosh! I should not get affected. And why the hell am I thinking about him? Nazeera, just go to the academy, learn violin with all zeal, and come back home. Baba will kill you if something other than that happens.

I pulled the pillows to my side and hugged them tight closing my eyes. I don't want to think about him now. Please don't run in my mind, idiot. I need to sleep properly or else I know the consequences this time. 

• • •

I woke up groaning in frustration with the sound of the buzzing alarm. Ugh! I hate this sound yet this is the only ringtone that can wake me up. I leaned my hand to the corner of the table to reach my Baji's diary and opened it to read. 

"His love was so pure to melt my heart, I didn't want to fall for him. But I guess nothing in life goes as expected"

"He is the only guy I have given my heart to. I never thought love would be such blissful until I met him"

"Is it destiny that made us meet? Does it know already that we would fall very hard for each other?"

I closed the book and smiled. I am happy that she found someone who loves her like that. She was never at fault unlike how my family treats her. They consider her dead and my heart aches when they talk about her like that. What did she even do to deserve that? Is falling in love a crime?

You deserve happiness Baji and you can never get it here. Falling in love is the only thing I am afraid of. I don't want to fall in love with anyone. I know it is not a bad thing. But I am neither ready for a heartbreak nor a humiliation. 

I am not brave enough to love someone, to give someone my heart in this chaotic life. I will just go along with the flow of life. With the conflicting thoughts in my head, I walked to the bathroom to have a bath.  

As I came back to my room after completing the morning prayer, I checked the prices of a moderate violin on my phone. It will be around $1000. I sighed scrolling through the phone. The previous one was an expensive one since Baba bought it. I will not ask Ammi for a huge amount. This is something she needs to do behind Baba's back. I should not ask her for much. So I decided to buy something cheaper, at around $500. 

I got up looking at the time. I will have breakfast and go straight away to the academy. So, I will not have a chance to see him. I went downstairs and smiled at Ammi who is waiting for me. I sat down and started munching down the breakfast quickly, I need to reach the academy early.

"It is delicious Ammi", I complimented her as I finished the food and she smiled ear to ear. 

"I will be going now", I took my bag and walked to the door.

"Be careful child", my mother uttered and I nodded.

I smiled at the thought of not having to face him today and entered the subway. Today will be nicer.

"Good Morning", I flinch at the sudden greeting. What the hell! 

"What the hell are you doing here?", I asked him and he smiled leaning closer. I stepped back a little trying to increase the gap between us. This guy can get to my nerves just by breathing. I didn't rush all the while for this. Ugh! Why?

"Waiting for you", he mumbled and I heard it. I raised my eyebrows at his response. I wonder if this guy swore on his life to irritate me.

"You heard it right Nazeera, I was waiting for you. Now, let's go", he held my hands and I immediately pulled away. He is such an irritating piece in this world. 

"Don't touch me", I scoffed at him and boarded the train.

"Why do you treat me like an untouchable?", he whined as he followed me inside.

"Hey! I am just asking you not to touch me. I am not calling you an untouchable", I explained to him. I am just not used to touching guys and I am not considering him as an untouchable. I just don't want him to misunderstand that. Though he is annoying, I can't let him think I am disrespecting him.

"I was just kidding. I will not touch you unless you feel comfortable", he let out a boxy smile. Why is he looking cute when he is smiling? Shouldn't he be disgusting? Ugh! Stop thinking about him, Nazeera.

Soon the train was filled with people and I could see them pushing each other. Since it is the morning, it is crowded, I guess. Taehyung got up from his place and stood in front of me. Why did he leave his seat?

"What's wrong?", I ask him and he smiled.

"I don't feel you will be comfortable if guys keep swinging over you", he held the support and I positioned myself backward. Was he trying to help me? He was standing in an uncomfortable position which made me feel bad. He should not do this, he need not.

The train halted at our station and both of us got out.

"Thank you and I am sorry", I mumbled and he gave a questioning look.

"I accept the thank you but what are you sorry for?", he asked as we started walking.

"You had to stand like that on the train. Isn't your back hurting?", I was genuinely worried since he had done that for me while he chuckled lightly. 

"So, are you concerned for me?", he raised his brows and I looked away. I could never have a normal conversation with him. Forget the thanks and sorry.

"Don't assume things, I just felt bad. That's all", I ranted at him and he laughed.

"You look embarrassed you know? And you are very bad at hiding it", he commented and I glared at him.

"So, is Nazeera angry now?", he asked me in his deep voice with a tone of sarcasm. Is he playing with me now?

"You are such a bother", I scoffed at him and he kept his smile plastered on his face. Why is he smiling so much today? And why am I talking to him like this even after he killed my love?

"I would love to be a bother, you know", he winked. Is he trying to flirt now? I must go from here before he tried to show more of his stupid acts. His actions are vexing me.

Fortunately, we reached the academy and I thanked Allah as he listened to my prayers to get away from this idiot. I increased my pace to the entrance of my block.

"Nazeera"

It was him again. I turned to see him smiling.

"See you in the evening", he waved his hand and I ignored him. Will he follow me again? But why is he doing that? Even though I felt secure at the fact that someone will be there when I get lost, I should not encourage that. It will be hard for me if I get used to him.

I went to the music room and borrowed one of the spare violins to practice. I miss my violin a lot. I was called to show my talent and I played the violin. I could have done better if it would have been my violin, I was so used to that. I played the ballad which connects to me so perfectly. It represents the void of life.

The music makes me feel so connected and involved that my eyes were moist at the end. Everyone clapped for me and Miss Winslet admired my consistency in the flow of playing the instrument. 

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It was lunchtime and as usual, I sat alone. Why is he not here yet? I expected him to be here like every day to play his stupid acts on me. I scanned the whole canteen and he wasn't there anywhere. Did he leave in mid-day? 

"Searching for me?", I could feel someone's presence beside and I don't need to look at him for confirmation.

"In your dreams", I muttered and was about to scoot to the next stool.

"Hey! Don't worry, I won't touch you as I promised. You can sit in the same position", he spoke and I sat down ignoring his gaze on me.

"Where are your friends?", I asked him on not finding his friends anywhere.

"So, you were observing me all this time?", he smirked and I widened my eyes. Why does he have to play with my words like that? I was just trying to speak nicely and he spoils it all.

"Over there", he pointed towards my back and I looked at them. They all waved at me as soon as I looked at them. I greeted them back with a small hi and bobbed my head. I didn't know they were looking at us and it is kinda awkward.

"She is so nice", I could hear one of them speaking. They seem to be nice.

"Eat this", he pushed me a bowl of some noodles with some bean sauce over it. 

"I am okay with this", I pushed the bowl towards him.

"The canteen has a very huge menu, and you always eat this. A Salad, seriously? Are you on a diet or something?", he asked me and I shook my head in negation. True to his words, I didn't try the other meals over here except for the salad. I didn't know what to choose from those Korean dishes.

"This is black bean noodles. Jajjangmyeon", he uttered and I tried to recollect the dish's name.

"Jang ja what?", I ask him and he let out a chuckle.

"Jajjangmyeon. Leave the name, I will eat your salad. Eat this, it is very delicious you know", he licked his lips trying to tell that the dish would be really delicious. But that act of him made me nervous. Having a guy up so close and as handsome as him, licking his lips would surely be hitting differently. Did I call him handsome now? What's wrong with you Nazeera?

"But I already touched it", I didn't want him to eat something which I have already started. I could buy him a new one if he wants.

"No, it's okay. I don't mind as long as you eat those noodles", he pushed the bowl towards me. I know he would not listen even if I try to reject it. So I took the bowl and he let out his boxy smile. He took my plate and started eating.

I looked at the bowl and didn't know what to do. I just stared at it for a while and he looked at me as if he saw an alien.

"Do you eat food with your eyes?", he asked me with a weird stare.

"I don't know how to eat this", I sighed. He smiled softly at my words and giggled after a few seconds.

"You have to mix like this", he showed me how to mix it and then pushed the bowl towards me. I thanked him and started eating. It is really delicious like he had described. 

"How is it?", he looked curious.

"It's nice", I controlled my urge to complement the dish. I didn't want to look obvious.

"I know you would like it", he let out a proud smile and continued munching on the salad, or say my salad. We finished lunch and got up to leave the canteen. He walked beside me and didn't talk anything. It's fine if he keeps quiet. As I reached my block, I took a glance at him and turned to go.

"Nazeera", I heard him call and turned towards him.

"Well...umm.. I can't walk you home today as I have got some works to do. Sorry ", he stuttered while scratching his ear. 

"You don't need to apologize. In fact, I must thank you for sharing such good news Taehyung", he frowned at my words.

"You are so mean", he scowled and I giggled. 

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The day is over now and I can't wait to go alone now. I am finally rid of Taehyung today. I smiled widely that I am walking alone now and that no one is bothering me today.

As I walked ahead, I could feel some stares at me, but I just ignored them. As I walked further, a feeling of loneliness filled in me. I am feeling alone and finding my way is kind of scary now. I looked at the map three times, checking if I am going on the right route or not. 

What if I get lost and can't reach home? For the first time ever, I wanted Taehyung to show up and say "I was just kidding, let's go now".

Did I get used to his presence already? I felt so free walking with him though he kept joking and irritating. At least I had a company back then. Just two days, it was only two days that he walked with me. And as much as I hate to admit...

I  feel like I got used to his presence already

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This man got the best of smiles. Fight me!!