I do not usually write about romantic or love relationship related stories, let alone a full book dedicated to it. It is off a great deal of task to handle the complexity of love and romance. One does not usually start a psychological tbriller and start writing a romantic novel. As a curious guy i begun to brainstorm new ideas and thoughts. What could i write that connects my reader to me. Unlike others, i care about every single reader who has ever read my book or my stories. I did not have any clue what to write whatsoever, but as I was wondering, I remembered a story of my life, and i thought to myself, i should tell my stories to the world.

It would be a building pillar for the relationship i want to build with my readers. Through this , my readers can understand the real me. This story would let the world know about this particular side of my story. So far, I went through thriller,psychology, adventurous, horror books, and stories. However, a writer must be diverse and not be cornered around some specific topics and genres. But I am determined to explore new boundaries and new genres. And since it is my first romance related book, i do not know how to place the words properly. I do not have any idea what kind of chapters should i include or what kind of stories will my readers like. I would definitely not want my existing readers to get bored off me. So i thought it would be better to start the work and keep on learning in the way. Hopefully, as i move forward down the road, i will learn more about writing a novel or romance and how to pit it in the most desired way. I shall learn the process as i am doing it.

I should tell you guys that i was always the shy and quiet guy in the class, which is a probable reason why i like to write so much. I can express my emotions and thoughts through my writings. The words that i can not speak or do not want to speak, comes down on earth in the form of words, phrases, and sentences. It is my way of connection, my medium of choice.

Love is a driving force around the world, but i never thought that I would have such a kind of feeling. It's different, and it's unique. I have some crazy experiences and some crazy stories to share. Hopefully, my readers will enjoy it. But this book is concerned about only one of the most prominent and most important subjects of my life. Due to my respect and attention for her, I would not be naming her or saying the exact details of her. So before I dive in towards her ,I need to tell you about myself.

I am an introverted guy, but that does not mean that i am deaf or an autistic person. It's just that i get lost in my imagination. Imagination is a powerful tool for such introverted personalities such as me. As an introvert, I found my home in my imagination and thoughts. Where i am the hero, who saves the day from the evil. Being an introvert, i would spend countless hours reading books of different genres and try to recreate different scenarios in my mind. I once started writing two scientific journals regarding my experiments and studies with THE TIME LOOP THEORY and the frankensteins Monster module.. Both of which are just vague ideas of the imaginative minds. But for me, they were real, and to be Frank, I once believed, I had this amazing theory that would have made by theory on the frankenstein monster to be almost an accurate idea. But then again, it was all my imaginations and their recreation of ideas mind thoughts.

I had developed a fictional world where I was the strong guy and the popular guy. That doesn't, i didn't try to be social, but I was just too nervous and did not have any idea how to even proceed. For that reason, I had a very close circle of friends who understood me and my introverted nature. I am thankful to them, though, as they always encouraged me to step out of my comfort zone, especially with girls. They believed it would make me more comfortable around strangers. Needless to that I had some tries ,though all of them were just temporary and I only liked them but as the line of a famous song sayd "I have heard of the love that comes once in a lifetime "

Now, that was something that was different, and that is the story I am going to tell you. It might sound boring or off the track because it is my my romantic book. Besides, i am still learning how to get my readers engaged with my words. I want to have a proper understanding relationship with my readers and followers alike. So buckle up, let's enjoy the show.

I had always believed that love was a concept for adventurous people. And that perhaps that was just not made for me. Moreover, I never felt a strong connection with anyone. I believed romance needed an extroverted guy with a charming personality, besides who would like to bond with a boring and shy personality as me. I never felt the need to protect a relationship or create a bond of such importance ever before that intriguing moment in my life. My life was practically nonsense. There was nothing, no enjoyment, no thrill ,I was not alive in the world. Perhaps I was looking for something or someone to hold me up. We all meet so many people throughout the days we spent on earth. We forget so many, and so many people just randomly passed that we actually do not care to notice them. But there are some, a very few, but some individuals who create a string structure in our minds and hearts. They become too strong, and we can not forget them. They become unforgettable. And that is how we meet our soul mates.

To me, love was something boring, something lazy. I thought I was stone cold, but I guess what, maybe I was wrong.

Any story is not a proper story until a reader can Connect themselves with the lines or phrases. Words can be a really be a powerful tool when it comes to actively listening or reading it.

"Blessed are those who got to witness the taste of love."

With those words in my mind, I am starting the project.

It has been years since that beautiful day when everything changed, but it still feels like yesterday. I remember by friends warning me that i was at a all boys school before and now i am getting in on a mixed school. They were making fun and telling me that i would find love. And it would be a magical feeling, but i totally ignored them.. I am used to forgetting things, but there are some fragments of memories that i will remember forever. And i can still remember the day pretty clearly. I had recently changed school and it was my first class there. It was my first class at a new school, so i got ready quickly and reached the school early. However, the classes weren't cleaned yet, so some of the students, including me, had to stay outside the classroom. So i decided to have a tea, before the class starts. There was a small tea stall just outside the school. I went there and had a cup of tea. I thought to myself, should i really have to change my school. I was feeling restless and uneasy. And,as a matter of fact, I found myself standing at the beginning of a new chapter. And being an introvert, i was having a tough time making myself comfortable with all those unfamiliar surroundings and faces. I was having a feeling of isolation and uncertainty. To be poetic, I was trying to find my way in an ocean full of water.

After my tea break, I went back in ,only to find that almost all the seats were taken. Luckily, there were a couple of seats on the last row. And I had to struggle my way into it. Imagine pushing your belly and your muscles through the tight space between two consecutive seats. It was a crowded room, it was too small, so accommodating every student was a tough job. I sat there and was feeling bored, so i put my head onto the bench, as I did not want to get anyone's attention. The atmosphere was beautiful that day, the sky was clear. It was the month of February, and the essence of winter was still there, which was slowly fading. The air was still a bit cold. Still, they had the Ac turned on. The room was cold, and there was chaos, with people shouting and talking. The door was locked, and suddenly, it opened. As it opened, it made a cranking noise.

I thought it was the teacher, so I stood up to show my respect, but as the door opened, i saw that it was not him, but somebody else. It was a girl, and I only got a small glimpse of her. Little did I know that it would turn into a majestic story. I somehow couldn't stop thinking about her. I only saw a small glimpse of her, but it was already making me feel different. I did not know at first about my feelings as I had never felt like it before. It was magical . Like they show on Tvs and movies, the slow paced music playing behind you, the atmosphere goes silent, just you and the mystery girl. But up until the class had finished and the teacher left the classroom, all I could think of was her.

As the class finished, i tried to find her, but in all those chaos with all the students running around, I missed her. I hesitantly walked away from the school, trying to look for her in every girl that came out through the school door. I was never so determined in my life to find someone, but my heart for the first time in my life decided not to listen to me. It was doing what he wished. I did not see her face, so it was literally an impossible task to identify her. However, although my mind may not have seen her, my heart did. It is ironic to say that my heart saw and remembered some distinctive facial features, while my mind failed to do so.

After coming home, I realized that I was consumed by that brief encounter with that mysterious girl. It was to the point when i found myself constantly daydreaming about her trying to recreate her face inside my mind and imagining what would her voice sound like. The more I dwelled on it, the stronger the pull became. But it was the last class of that week, and i had to wait a few more days before i could see her again. Each night and each morning, all I could see was a smile with dimples on both cheeks.

Driven by curiosity and an undeniable pull towards the girl ,I opened my social media and would browse through hours in search of that mystery girl in my class. I searched through various platforms, scrolling through hours of profiles, hoping to catch a glimpse of her. At that time, we did not have WiFi, so it was hours of mobile data and lots of hard work.

As they say, when you really wish for something from the bottom of your heart, the whole universe works to bring it to you. And, in my case, it happened just like a fairytale. As I went deeper into my online search, I managed to put together fragments of information, from our schools pages, groups, and through tagged posts.

As I was browsing through all the people in our schools social media group and pages, one particular girl caught my attention. Trust me when I say that, I had never seen my mystery girl, but when I laid my eyes on her, I just felt that this was it. This was my mystery girl. From there on, I began to collect and gather information about her.

I had a question in my mind. Should I send her a friend request?Will she accept it? What if she gets angry?

These questions consumed me with a feeling of anxiety and fear. But then I realised i did all that hard work only to find her, and now since i know her, i can't fall back. So, i mastered the courage and sent her a friend request.

I was too excited and nervous as I hit the "Send Friend Request" button on her profile. But now it was a waiting game, and the wait was consuming me. I was restless and would regularly check my notifications obsessively, hoping to see a notification indicating her response.

Hours felt like days, and I was becoming restless to see the outcome, I had lost all control. And I was about to cancel the friend request. But just as I was about to give up hope, I received a notification that finally appeared on my screen. My heart stopped for a while, and i thought i had just accomplished a major feat. To my biggest surprise, she accepted my friend request, and after confirming that she's indeed my mystery girl, I took a deep breath. A sigh of relief and joy. I have never seen this level of happiness and love before. It was as if the god, the entire universe, is giving me an opportunity. I could hardly keep my newly found motivation a secret.

The following week, I sat in the classroom being prepared that I wanted to see her. My eyes were scanning around the classroom, trying to find her. It was as if I was more concerned about finding her than to complete my studies or just even living. The chaos in the class stood still for a while, and then there she was, she gracefully opened the door, with the cranking noise. The way she gently walked past the door and entered the class was an affectionate moment in itself. The way she carried herself, in an elegant and confident way, is a sight to see. But needless to say, not every eye can see through things like I did. You need an artist's eyes to see through the human emotions.

She was wearing a simple green salwar kameez, and my god! she looked amazing in it. As i was observing her closely, i noticed her eyes. It was black with a slight hint of brown. It was not the most beautiful eyes i saw, but I could see a world of emotions in her eyes, which was a reflection of her own inner self. They held a magical power that drew me into the depths of the sparkling eyes. I was ready to jump off a moving horse, just for the glance of eyes. My mouth was opened wide as I gazed upon her.

A woman's hair is a fashion statement. It shows her identity and personality. Her hair was more than just a mere physical attribute. It showed her individuality and her unique spirit. Her hair was symbolic to her bold confidence that made her stand out from the crowd. It was truly mesmerizing to watch her.

The way she greeted everyone with a smile on her face with cute dimples was more than enough to make me comfortable. Her cute dimples were a sight of mesmerizing beauty. It was as if time was slowed down so that I could witness it all. I could not help but be captivated by her smile.

In her eyes, I found a way to find myself. Like a lonely traveller who found solace at the sight of a human settlement. And, as I stood still on my bench , her magnetic energy captivated into the magnetic allure of her presence. And in that very moment, I understood that she was the one that i longed for. She holds the power to change my life and make it complete. To me, she was more than a pretty soul, and I could say this just by looking at her gentle and elegant gestures and through her eyes. She was confident, and it showed her individuality and her unique spirit. My advice to new guys, and girls look into each other's eyes and you will see the person behind their emotions.

Throughout the whole class, my mind and my heart were all centred around her. The whole of the day went blessfull with the presence of such a beauty. I wanted to know more maybe start a conversation, but i was nervous. I do not even know how to start the conversation. The thought of initiating a conversation with her, made me nervous. It made my palms sweat and my mind race with insecurities. My legs would shake at the thought of such a great task. However, this time, something felt different. This time, I knew I could not let my introverted nature hold me back.

In the days that followed, our interactions became more frequent. Each day, i tried to sit close to her and watch her. I liked her photos and videos. And doing so, i got to know that her birthday is in May and so started a waiting game for me to strike a conversation. And then the opportunity came, I thought of asking her about a math problem we had to do earlier in the class.

But I had a doubt. Will she reply back to me?.

She does not even know me. If I send her a text, will she like it, or will she block me. I was in a grave dilemma. With conflicting thoughts circling around my restless mind. I disregarded my idea of sending her a text message multiple times over a period of a few moments. But in my desperate attempt to strike a conversation with the mystery girl, i decided to send a text afterall, what worse can possibly happen? My heart was pounding hard, and my fingers were shaking as I reached out for my phone and wrote a short message highlighting the issue about the math problem.

As I pressed the send button, my heart seemed to stop for a moment or two. Doubt and insecurities ran through me, leaving me in a complex situation. And now it was up to fate or her to determine the results of my recent attempt. I, however, did not have any positive response or results in my mind. I knew I was not going to get a result. Every second and every passing moment, I casually looked upon my phone, hoping to get a reply. In such a situation, I would randomly stare at the screen of my phone. And seeing that people around me thought I was losing my mind or something.

But when even after a day, she did not respond to my text, I gave up the whole idea. I thought maybe she did not want to chat with an unknown guy and to be Frank. If i had been in her place, I may have not talked to a stranger. Finally, just as I was about to give up hope, a notification popped up on my screen. My heart stopped for a while, trying to figure out what should i do. I took my phone in hand and turned it on. Yes!

It was her. My heart felt a strong sense of excitement, as I saw her name appear. I opened the message, and to my surprise, she responded kindly and seemed genuinely interested in helping me with the math problem. However, she currently did not have a proper understanding of the math problem. And hence was the start of another phase.

Every once in a while, we would talk about different math problems and about different courses we had together. The whole point about our chats was about school stuff, like taking notes, about homework, and whether there would be class. As we continued to exchange messages about school-related topics, our conversations gradually became more frequent and meaningful.

To some boys, chatting with a girl who is a complete stranger is not a big deal. But for such a shy, antisocial, and introverted person like me, this was a mission impossible. The most toughest job in the world is finding new topics or new ideas to talk about. For my readers, i have to tell you that i was really putting efforts to find reasonable things to talk about. As a matter of fact, I never talked or chatted with my friends for such a long time. If you guys are reading this, please forgive me. I know I rarely talk, that is because I do not even know what to talk about. OK, let's get into our story;