After my brother dropped me at Safa's, we got into Safa's bike and rode off to our college. We both worked in the same company, and were in contact. So, there wasn't much that we could talk about. But like always, Safa didn't stop talking. We conversed about our old classmates and how fun it would be meeting them again, also, after a long time.

After parking our bike in the parking side, we met with our old gang and started walking towards the entrance.

"Zoya, you are so lucky, girl!" Safa whispered in my ears.

"What? What Happened?" I asked her in confusion.

"Don't worry, you didn't win any lottery." She laughed and then, added pointing towards a group near the entrance who were on their bikes, "Your dream boy is here."

I looked at them and noticed Razi talking to his friends. My legs started trmebling crazily; one could hear my heartbeat racing.

Oh, Allah! I hope he doesn't see me.

Wow, wasn't the hope so great? I just wished badly that he wouldn't see me but now, he was looking just straight at me!

I looked away, took one of Safa's hand and walked toward the auditorium where the program was being held.

Our program was about to start when me and my group seated ourselves in the last row of the spectators. I looked around while the principal was speaking his boring speech like always. I saw many familiar faces and smiled at them while they were also looking at me. Some even waved at me! Seeing them after such a long time was a pleasant moment for me who loved having a lot of friends. While I was looking at everyone, I saw Razi and his friends a few rows far from us.

Seeing him after a long time still brought shivers in my body. I couldn't help but go back to the memories of my college days.

It was during my second day of college that I saw him for the first time. Since he was the hot topic of our college, I knew him from the first glance. He was so handsome just like many girls had been saying during my first day of college.

Like a few girls in our college, I too had a deep crush on him. I knew it was not just a simple crush like everyone said. Because to me, it felt like true love.

Most of the students in my class knew that I was in love with him. The reason of them knowing about this? 'The last pages of my notebook were filled with his name and mine together.' They used to tease me whenever he was near but seeing his expressions, I knew he didn't know anything about it.

During that same time, there was this guy named Fadil. He used to disturb me most of the time for rejecting him some time back. He also used to block me while I was on my way to classes and after that, he used to force me to accept him.

One day, I even slapped him on the face and couldn't help but cry for the whole week after that. There was no one at that time. No students knew about the incident except for him, me and Safa. After that incident, I was relaxed as he never came into my view.

However, I was not like other girls who hide their feelings. I decided to tell about my feeling to 'him'.

It was during a Sunday morning when I was coming back from the library after borrowing a book, maybe I was a bookish person. I was about to go to the canteen where my friends would be but Razi circled around me with his bike and then, stopped in front of me.

I was worried to death because I had seen this kind of things in many movies. I stood there like a statue, shivering. He sat on his bike facing me. I looked down fearing something might happen.

He came toward me and asked my name. "Zoya," I replied bringing my head up. I decided to be brave just like my brother had taught me. So, I looked straight at his face. But seeing his handsome face, my courage started to go down.

"Oh dear, so, are you the one who have a deep crush on me?" He asked smirking.

He was so loud and many started making a circle to see the 'drama'. I couldn't help but kept trembling.

"Sorry dear, I am not interested in petty girls like you," he said smirking again.

I looked at him surprised. I couldn't read his emotions at all. He came forward and said with disgust, "What? Are you surprised? I said, I am not interested in you. What do you think, huh? Just dressing up for a guy would make him fall for you?" He was gripping my hand all this time. His grip was so tight that my hands started burning with pain. I was in the verge of tears. There were many people looking at the scene. I knew that they were ragging me and the people were enjoying it too.

"Please leave me, Razi," I begged him trying to let him go of my hand which had started to swell because of his tight hold.

"Razi? Who the hell gave you permission to call me that?" He shouted but let go of my hand. But the force was strong that I fell on the ground. Many students around me were laughing at me and taking pictures of this 'entertaining' scene.

Tears started pouring through my eyes.

"Don't you dare think that I will ever fall for you," he spoke his last words before leaving along his bike.

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Who is the villain and who is the hero ?

What do you think of Razi ?

Do wait for the next chapter.........