Does this ever happen to you¿?

...----------------...

When you strongly wish that these things shouldn't happen again, but it ends up repeated, you experience the same pain, same affection, the memories' flashback, but then you realize that it just happened to broke you again

You blame yourself, you question yourself, you ask what wents wrong?, you feel lonely, and then you got depressed..

But if at that time someone so sweet, kind,caring and gentle person enters to your life who wake you back to reality. who pull you back from the edge, offering solace and understanding... Then You cling to them with a desperation you didn't know you had, falling for them harder than you ever intended.... It’s as if they’re the light in your darkest hour, and you’re terrified of losing them. isn't it?

but the faith will be remain same.... they will leave you as well and you feel the pain again but not the same....

Have you felt the same?

Love at first sight—do you believe in it? I do because I’ve experienced it. When you want to see, talk to, and spend time with the same person, enjoying every moment with them, and your heart races when they look into your eyes, that’s what love at first sight is. It might sound like a movie, but when you fall in love, fantasy turns into reality.

The same happened to me with my childhood friend. We spent all our time together—playing, sharing lunch, and doing fun activities. I miss those times so much...

I didn’t even realize when I fell for her. As a kid, I liked her a lot, but I wasn’t sure about my feelings... Before I understood anything, she moved away because her father got transferred. I thought I’d never see her again... but after pandemic, she came back! Come back at the same place , same school at my class, My love is back, but who knows what my destiny holds.

What I want to say is: don’t fall in love when you’re lonely. Fall when you’re ready, because in the end, you’ll be the one suffering from your own actions.

... ---------------------...

Hello readers,

This is going to be my very first novel, and I don’t have much experience. If you find any mistakes or if my writing isn’t up to standard, I apologize. Please point out my mistakes so I can learn from them.

(Yes my English is not very good I know that, there might be some grammatical error or maybe some spelling mistake so kindly ignore them)

Thank you for reading, and I hope you will support me in the future as well. And I will try to update as soon as possible. Till then bye bye~ take care and see you all soon.

(Additionally:- well i write this much bakwas just to complete 500 words I don't know why this word limit is not completing -_- i seriously write so much but still..tch tch ok tata)

20th of July 2021...

Finally, school started… Well, it started earlier, but I couldn’t go because my family members were attacked by COVID-19. ┐⁠(⁠´⁠ー⁠｀⁠)⁠┌I don’t know how I didn’t catch it; I didn’t even wear a mask, but still…╮⁠(⁠╯⁠_⁠╰⁠)⁠╭

Anyway, when I returned to school after a year, it was a huge relief. But things had changed. Like how is the usual school full of noise, The usual noise of students running around before the morning assembly, playing volleyball and other games, was gone. On my first day back, all I saw was silence.

YES, SO DAMN SILENT!

No one was roaming around, and there was no noise. I thought maybe I was the only one at school that day, but when I went to my class

 (I mistakenly went to the 7th grade instead of the 9th, that’s different things ignore, ignore(⁠-⁠_⁠-⁠;⁠)⁠・⁠・⁠・)

Yep so, I finally saw my classmates, who were sitting far apart from each other. The unfortunate thing was I don't even talk with any of those Girls! Where the hell had my friends gone?(⁠ノ⁠ಠ⁠益⁠ಠ⁠)⁠ノAHM… yeah. So, I quietly sat on the second-to-last bench in the third row, near the window... seriously I had never experienced such silence before; it was an incredibly awkward situation!! I missed the old, lively atmosphere so much and wondered how much things got changed.

...<<<----------------||---------------->>>...

Unfortunately I spent the whole day struggle like this.

I was having debate with myself of weather to talk with anyone or just sit quietly like this... I have self-respect as well how can I first just talk with any girl whom I never even talk beforeಠ⁠ᴥ⁠ಠ yeah so I prefer being alone... I'm not introvert but I have attitude of not talking first, no offence°-°

...--------------------------...

Then just like before I go back to home do my usual routine, make food for my grandparents(Since there was no to take care of them after they catch corona/COVID-19)

Then I come back to my room do my homework, eat dinner and sleep>>>

...--------------------------...

Few days later the same event happened nothing change so boring... but one usual day I went to school but when I enter my class then I saw a new girl sitting quietly at her desk I don't bother to look at her at all but her presence felt familiar which Making me curious, but her mask was hiding her face... And make my curiosity grow..

I just ignore it and sit at my desk a moment Later the teacher entered the class----

*Teacher*- you are new student?

*The girl*- Yes sir....

She seems pretty shy to me or maybe introvert ¿?

*Teacher*- Beta, go a head and introduce yourself.

*The girl stands up*- my Name is Maya, and I'm 14 years old…

(it's a fictional name I don'want to use the real on)

I was stunned…" Maya" this name... I knew it I know her! She was my childhood friend who changed the school at 3rd grade and rejoined now and yes she was my first crush as well, but it was childhood thing....

I was in shock that I didn't realize when I stand up on my seat and say our loud "MAYA!"

Now everyone in class turns to look at me and I felt my cheeks flush with embarrassment, everyone was laughing except her... She seemed amused rather than startled, she looks at me and I could tell by her eyes that she was smiling, even if her mouth was hidden beneath the mask. Suddenly all my worries and anxieties of being alone in class melted away.

I fall harder.... My childhood crush returns! I was so happy at least I can talk with atleast one person now.

...----------------...

Hope you all reading tiat leastif you liking it then like my novel 😉 thanks and see ya~

After all the embarrassing moments, our first period began: Mathematics. I usually looked forward to this class, but with the arrival of our new teacher, Ms. Reena, all my enthusiasm seemed to vanish._-

She was teaching us about triangles, but God damn I couldn’t grasp a thing. I found myself lost in thought, staring at my notebook with my head down.

...----------------...

Our previous teacher, my idol, was now gone. His new posting was in Kerala, which is seriously so far away from us...

Well, I had already known about his transfer before anyone else did. On his last day at school, he didn’t mention anything about leaving. He entered the classroom as usual, chatting with us and teaching maths in his creative way. We loved learning from him, and so did students from other schools.

On his final day, he was teaching us about surface area. He posed a question: “Students, tell me how I should cut these four fields so that in this square, all the different crops will fit?” Everyone fell silent, unsure of the answer. He then said:

“Kal sab soch kar aana is ka answer, main aapko kal bataunga.”

(“Tomorrow you all think about it and come up with the answer, and I will tell you the solution.”)

His words struck me deeply. All the students were eager to solve the problem, but I was torn. I knew about his transfer—did I hear wrong? Why didn't he tell us about his transfer? Should I ask him? My mind was a whirlwind of thoughts, but I didn’t dare speak up.

He was looking at me, perhaps sensing my internal struggle, or maybe he knows what I am thinking. He just smiled, and I realized I shouldn’t mention his transfer to my classmates. If I did, it might make his departure harder, and he will be unable to leave, and I didn’t want to be the barrier to his success.

Next day:

The next day was ordinary, except for Maths class. Instead of our usual teacher, our Sanskrit teacher came in. Everyone was puzzled and speculated that he might be absent, though he was never known to miss class, no matter weather if it's raining or Storming outside, One student asked:

"Mam where is sir today?"

the teacher replied, “don’t you know? He has left the school.”

Everyone was shocked except me. I had anticipated this.

“But Mam,” the student said, “yesterday he gave us a question and said he would reveal the answer today.”

The teacher replied gently, “bacha, He may didn't want to hurt your feelings. After all, he was your teacher. If you all had known about his transfer, you might have tried to convince him to stay.”

They asked numerous questions, many echoing my own thoughts from the previous day. *Sigh* How unfortunate. I had already processed the news, while the others were just beginning to understand it...

...****************...

LUCA!!

I snapped back to reality as the new Maths teacher called my name sharply.

*I stood up.* “Yes, Mam?”

Teacher :- "do you think I’m a fool for teaching everyone here?”

“No, Mam…” *I said*

The Teacher:- “Then tell me, what did I teach?”

“Mam, you taught us about triangles…”

“What is a triangle?” she asked.

I began, “A triangle is a polygon with three angles, sides, and vertices, and it a planner figure…”

“Is that all?” she interrupted.

She elaborated, “A triangle is a polygon with three corners and three sides, one of the basic shapes in geometry. The corners, also called vertices, are zero-dimensional points, while the sides connecting them, also called edges, are one-dimensional line segments. A triangle has three internal angles, each bounded by a pair of adjacent edges; the sum of the angles of a triangle always equals 180 degrees. The triangle is a plane figure, and its interior is a planar region. Sometimes, an arbitrary edge is chosen as the base, in which case the opposite vertex is called the apex; the shortest segment between the base and the apex is the height. The area of a triangle equals one-half the product of the height and the base length.”

“But Mam,” I protested, “I said essentially the same thing; you’re just expanding on it.”

“Are you arguing with me now?” she snapped. “Get out of my class!”

There was no room for debate. I stood up and left, feeling this was becoming a routine for me—yes this is how usually I got out from class for SERIOUSLY no reason at all....

Tch,Tch...-_-

...----------------...

......<<>>......