The Beginning...
He hadn't been able to look away from her direction ever since he had found himself situated in the seat across from her on the subway.
He watched on as she twirled the yellow highlighter in right hand and sipped on the iced cappuccino that she held in her left. Her eyebrows were tense and she focused her undivided attention on whatever it was that she was reading. Her wavy, yet wild hair that had formed curtain and hid her face just a few seconds ago was now being tucked behind her ear, giving him a view of her whole face.
He wanted to look away, staring was not nice and he knew that, but he just couldn't.
She is beautiful.
He continued to watch as she bit on her straw slightly pulling it up and then dipping it into the plastic cup; the iced cappuccino was clearly more ice than liquid and he could tell that she was losing her patience with it.
Next station is Bathurst, Bathurst Station.
As the message came through the speaker, he saw her close the cap of the highlighter and put everything in her bag. He observed as she straighten up and looked around the train, her gaze halting at his hazel brown eyes, which at that moment, were staring right back at her.
Everything seized to exist around them.
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She had had a frustrating morning and this paper was not making anything easier. This paper was just way too complicated for her to understand and decipher.
Attending to the present: mindfulness meditation reveals distinct neural modes of self-reference.
It sounded easy but it clearly wasn't when they started talking about brain regions and how fMRI analysis. She needed to search up some of this stuff on the internet to be able to wrap her mind around it.
Next station is Bathurst, Bathurst Station.
Sighing, she capped the highlighter and put everything back into her bag. She looked down at the iced cappuccino, irritated once again at the lady who had made the drink. The lady obviously didn't do her job properly considering what was supposed to be partially liquid was now completely ice, making it difficult for her to drink.
How can anyone drink ice? She wondered.
She straightened up and looked around the train, her gaze halting at the captivating hazel brown eyes, which at that moment, were staring right back at her.
Everything seized to exist around them.
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Arriving at Bathurst, Bathurst Station.
The voice coming through the speaker broke the Trans. He watched as a faint blush covered her cheeks and unconsciously his mouth curved into a knowing smirk. He knew he had an effect on her and just to confirm that further the blush deepened as a result of his smirk.
She quickly diverted her attention, looking at everyone, everything and everywhere but on the man sitting across from her.
Arriving at Spadina, Spadina Station.
Just as the announcement came through the speaker, she jumped out of her seat and walked towards the door waiting for the doors to open. Before she could walk out she had to glance back at that man, she couldn't help herself;he was just really good-looking, how can anyone NOT double take?! However, what she hadn't expected was for him to wink at her.
She turned right back around as she felt her cheeks burn again.
She might have thought that he didn't see the effect he had on her. But he did see, he saw the crimson colour covering her cheeks as she left the train.
Both of them might have thought that they would not see each other again.
But they did.
Arnav and Khushi did see each other again.
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Index:
Chapter 1 : So, what's your name? (Scroll down)
Chapter 2 Teaser (Scroll down)
Pocket Mein Aasman
Cricket
Ganesh Kartikeya
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