Meera's pov:

The irritating alarm tune just wake me up from my dreamland. I glanced at the clock and the my eyes widened in horror.

‘ Fuck! I'm late. ' I yelled loudly and went to the washroom. It took me 30 minutes to get ready. Cuz I'm so lazyyyy. I was wearing a black tshirt with a brown wide leg pant. For makeup I just applied sunscreen,mascara and my fav lip gloss. I wore my watch and hoop earings and my shiny black shoe.

I grabbed my bag and came out of the room.I saw nobody was present. I sighed.

He left.

Like always HE LEFT ME ALONE.

I just ate my breakfast and left for the metro staition.The metro arrived with a huge crowd inside the train. Mumbai metro is always crowded so it is not surprising.I stepped inside carefully while thinking about the reel I saw while eating.

Shit! I didn’t introduce myself to you. Heyy guys. I'm Meera Srivastav. Only 18 year old but I'm married. I am from Kolkata, The City of Joy. But now I live in Mumbai. That's all for today because I already reached my collage.

Today is my first day in my new collage. I reached on time although I woke up late today. I am hella nervous. But it’s fine.I can do it.

I will do it.

I was chanting inside my brain then suddenly a girl came runnig to me and hugged me. It's Vaani. My only friend in this city. My chatterbox Vaani Sharma. I met her the day I came to the collage for my admission. She approached me first.Then we talked for hours and exchanged numbers. And we became friends no best friends.

Back to reality. Vaani hugged me tightly.

‘Vaani baby leave me now, I know you're excited. ' I said feeling suffocated. She quickly left me and replied ‘You're saying this as if you also not excited. '

‘Let's go. I don’t want to be late in my first lecture. ' I said and dragged her with me to our class.

Trust me I love English but the professor is too much boring. I thought our English professor will be a lil bit poetic and all. But finally the class ended. The boring professor aka Kavita ma'am.

After she left some girl started doing their touch up. Some were fixing hair others were fixing clothes. I didn’t get it at first. So I look at Vaani. She was also staring at them but with a knowing look. I curiously asked her 'Why are behaving like as if some actors are coming to visit us? '

‘What is the next class? ' She asked without answering me.I checked the schedule. It's Math.

‘Math. But answer my question first.'

She laughed. ‘I heard that the math professor is damm hot. Every girl has a crush on him. Even female employees too. But I never saw him. '

As she finished I heard a male voice.

' Good Morning class.I'm your math professor Agastya. You can call me Agastya sir. '

I stare at the man in front of me. Nah, hot man in front of me. A 6 ft man in his late twenties. His tanned skin was shining under the lights. He was wearing a brown shirt with rolled up sleeves and black pant matching with his shoe. The spectacle is making him look more with those honey brown eyes.

And then suddenly our eyes met. It felt like the world stopped for us. After a few seconds he broke the eye contact and looked away.

But me?

I couldn’t look away. Why should I look away? When the man in front of me is Mr. Agastya Srivastav.

Opps! Did I say his surname too?

Enjoy the first chapter. This is the first time I am writing a story. So please support me. I will wait for the reviews. Next chapter will come soon.