• The Curry Crush •
The air inside the library is cool and still.
A golden light seeps in from the tall windows, casting long shadows across the floor and bookshelves.
It smells of old paper, wooden shelves, and faint lemony cleaning solution.
Time feels slower here, like the rest of the world is muted behind the tall glass.
Curry steps inside quietly, backpack slung on one shoulder, a library card clenched tightly in her hand.
She looks around—careful, tentative, like she’s entering holy ground. Her eyes flicker between shelves, corners, tables… and then—
Kevin
*seated at a desk tucked beside a window*
A paperback is balanced in one hand, the other propped beneath his chin. He’s alone, lost in the pages. A sunbeam touches the edge of his hair.
Curry
(Okay, okay, you've got this.)
Curry
(You're here for knowledge.)
Curry
(And maybe… proximity.)
She ducks behind the nearest row of shelves and peeks through a gap between the books.
Kevin
*flips a page slowly*
Kevin
*pause to underline something*
Kevin
*brows furrows a little*
She breathes in. And out. And straightens her spine like she’s about to go into battle.
Curry
(It's just a person.)
Curry
(A very symmetrical person.)
Curry
(Like a graph of f(x)=x²)
Curry
(With excellent posture and annoyingly gorgeous eyelashes.)
Curry
(You can handle this.)
She steps out from behind the shelf and walks casually (too casually?) toward a nearby section.
Her fingers trail along the spines of books—History. Philosophy. Biology. Nope.
She pretends to read a title, then pulls a book out.
Curry
*mutters* Great start Curry, real academic of you.
？？？
Looking for something?
Kevin
*standing few feets away with a soft smile on his face*
Curry
(He must have noticed me lurking.)
Curry
Me?! No—Yes. I mean, kind of.
Curry
I'm just browsing the uh…
Curry
Educational sectors??
Curry
Of the shelf! Definitely not lost!
Kevin
*glances over at the book in her hand*
Kevin
That's… the school handbook on tree diseases.
Kevin
*gestures* Need help finding?
Curry
I don't even know what I'm looking for, to be honest.
Curry
You ever just… roam until a book speaks to you?
Kevin
*soft chuckle* All the time.
Curry
(Tch… I hope he didn't hear it.)
Kevin steps past her and slides a book from the shelf. He hands it to her.
Kevin
This is about a girl who doesn't know how to say what she's feeling…
Kevin
So, she writes it all in letters that she never sends.
——NOVEL BOOK COVER——
"Letters That I'll Never Send"
Kevin
It's quite, but… It sticks with you.
Kevin
*smiling* No problem.
He turns and walks back to his desk, not asking questions, not pushing. Just existing.
Curry
*stares at the book in her hands*
Curry has sat down at a separate table nearby. Her bag is half-open, the book resting on top.
Curry
*glances at Kevin again*
He’s back in his book world, his pen twirling again in absent thought.
Curry
(How is he not awkward?)
Curry
(How does he talk like that?)
Curry
(Soft and casual and not like his throat is closing up?)
Curry
*sighs and opens the book*
Curry reads slowly, carefully, eyebrows furrowed.
Kevin
*glances at her over his book*
Curry
*tracing underlined sentences with her fingers*
Kevin
*glances at her again*
Curry
*yawns and stretches quietly*
She gets up to return the book—still unaware she’s being watched.
As she walks past a display shelf, her elbow catches the edge.
The entire shelf wobbles—books slide forward—
A loud avalanche of paperbacks hits the floor.
Dead silence in the library.
Even the clock stops ticking, metaphorically.
Kevin
*stands up and rushes to help*
Curry
*crouched and flustered*
Curry
Testing the gravity. Still works.
They both reach for the same book. Their hands meet.
This time, Curry doesn’t jerk away.
Kevin
*grins* This is the second time we meet over a falling object.
Curry
I think the universe is trying to tell me to stop standing near the shelves.
They pick up the rest of the books in silence.
When they’re done, Kevin hands her the one she dropped last.
Kevin
For what it’s worth… I like girls who knock over things.
Curry
...So basically, I’m your dream girl.
They laugh together—awkward but real.
Curry
(He laughed. We talked.)
Curry
(We even touched the same library book.)
Curry
(That’s practically marriage.)
The bell rings in the distance—final class is over for today.
Kevin
*slings his bag on again but properly this thing*
Kevin
See you around, Curry.
She exhales, as if she'd been holding her breath the whole time.
Tulip
*suddenly appearing* You alive?
Tulip had been hiding behind the poetry shelf the entire time.
Curry
How long have you been there?
Tulip
Long enough, I'm proud.
Tulip
Also, he totally smiled after he left.
Curry’s heart does cartwheels.
Curry
I think… I like the library now.
Tulip
You should, it likes you back.
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mujhe Naya love interest dedo 🙏🏻
2025-06-26
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2025-06-26
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2025-06-26
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