Meet Siddharth , a college student haunted by the ghosts of past heartbreaks, convinced that love is nothing but a mirage. However, fate has a different plan when he crosses paths with Alisha. For the first time in ages, a smile graces his lips, spa...
The next day, I couldn't help but notice Nandani's unusually cheerful mood as she practically floated through the dorm, a constant blush adorning her cheeks.
Unable to resist the opportunity to tease her, I called out, "Hey there, blushing beauty! Kya hua hai ?"
Nandani's cheeks turned an even deeper shade of red as she stammered,
"Oh, um, kuch bhi nahi! Just feeling... uh, happy, I guess."
I raised an eyebrow, a mischievous grin playing on my lips.
"Hnn hnn, sure looks like it. Could it be that someone special sent you a sweet message?" I teased, winking at her.
She sputtered in response, her embarrassment evident, and I couldn't help but laugh at her reaction.
As she hurriedly left the room, I turned my attention to my phone and noticed a notification from Instagram.
Curious, I opened the app and saw a message from an unknown person named "mr.shy."
The username alone brought a smile to my face, and I couldn't resist opening the message.
"Hello ma'am, can I say something?" it read.
His polite approach caught me off guard, and I found myself smiling in response.
It was refreshing to encounter someone who asked for permission before speaking, a rarity in today's world of instant messaging.
With a sense of curiosity and excitement, I typed out a reply.
"Hi! Of course,"
I responded, feeling a flutter of anticipation as I hit send.
After quickly getting ready for college, I left the dorm, my mind buzzing with thoughts of the mysterious "mr.shy".
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Siddhart's Pov:
I was in the middle of class when I felt my phone buzz in my pocket.
Nonchalantly, I glanced at it, only to find a reply from Alisha waiting for me.
Unable to contain my excitement, I let out an involuntary shout, drawing the attention of everyone in the room, including the professor, who paused mid-sentence, clearly puzzled by the sudden disruption.
"Everything okay, Siddhart?" the professor inquired, his brow furrowing in concern.
"Yes, sir, sorry about that," I replied hastily, my cheeks flushing with embarrassment as I quickly silenced my phone.
After the class, Rohan sauntered over to me with a mischievous grin plastered across his face.
"What's got you so worked up, buddy?" he teased, his grin widening as he caught sight of my flushed face.
"Is it a reply from your mystery girl?"
I rolled my eyes at his teasing and shrugged. "Maybe," I admitted sheepishly, unable to suppress the smile that tugged at the corners of my lips.
"Hi! Of course,"
As I stared at Alisha's reply on my phone, a wave of nervousness washed over me.
Unsure of how to respond, I felt the weight of uncertainty settling in.
Sensing my unease, Rohan sidled up beside me, a playful smirk dancing on his lips.
"Come on, Bhai, don't tell me you're nervous to reply," he teased, nudging me lightly.
"Just be yourself, and I'm sure she'll love it."
His words helped to ease the tension, and despite my lingering apprehension, a small smile tugged at the corners of my lips.
"Thanks, Bhai," I said gratefully, appreciating his efforts to lift my spirits.
Rohan chuckled, giving me a playful shove.
"No problem, Mr. Shy. Now, go on and impress your mystery girl."
As he turned to leave, I couldn't resist a teasing jab.
"Hey, don't keep Nandani waiting too long," I called after him with a smirk, earning a playful eye roll in response.
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