Things had gone well since that day. She had almost forgotten about the connection between them. Shivangi went to college as usual. The classes had started to go well, or as common as they used to. They continued to take the lectures like they used to. Nothing changed.

Gaurav didn't talk much with people. He stayed to himself. While Shivangi had more friends in the class, it was like she talked with everyone. She had a joyful personality. But Gaurav had only a few friends whom he liked to talk with.

As usual one day, Shivangi was chatting with the boys in the back seat of the class, enjoying their company. Somehow, the conversation led her to Gaurav, who was sitting on the left side in the corner of the back seat. It was their free lecture, and she was feeling a bit tense because she needed to revise a bit for the next class. The teacher of the next class had a habit of asking students what they had studied in their previous class. She needed to revise to avoid feeling embarrassed in front of the whole class if the teacher randomly pointed at her.

Her eyes were shining, she had a wide smile on her face, and her body was jumping with fun as she moved to the front of his seat to ask him something. She leaned her right elbow on his bench and rested her face on her hand. He was writing an assignment. She tilted her head to the right and smiled widely at him when he looked up from his writing and met her gaze.

She greeted him with a small "hi," and she saw how his smile slightly brightened when he saw her. However, her smile faded from her face, and her eyes narrowed in size, shock clearly visible. He became confused when he noticed the change in her expression. He shifted his gaze from her down to her again and asked her what had happened.

With amazed words, she told him, "You have got really amazing eyes." His eyes were a slight green, very light in color and a little raw too, which amazed her. Her mind started to think of fictional men she had read about, men with green, grey, or blue eyes, whom she had fallen for, imagining how they treated their women and how they would go to great lengths for them. Once again, her heart fluttered, a mix of her thoughts swirling in her mind. She tried to shrug it off, but it didn't work. Instead, his smile in response to her comment only deepened the love in her heart.

He blushed when he smiled. She gulped and quickly finished her conversation with him, then returned to her seat. The next class began, and the teacher also arrived, thankfully not asking about the previous topics. The classes went on all day, but in her mind, the color of his eyes, his smile, and his silent behavior continued to linger.

When Shivangi reached her home, she went to her room and took her watch off her wrist, along with her rings, placing them safely in her box. She changed into comfortable clothes, all the while thinking about him. His thoughts had occupied her mind throughout the bus ride home, and even the romantic songs playing in her ears didn't help her forget about him.

She lay down on the bed and opened YouTube, watching Rimorav vlogs while eating something as she felt hungry. After that, she watched Instagram reels, and all the love-related reels began to appear, welcoming his thoughts back into her mind. His face appeared in front of her eyes as she started to relate him to the reels. She began to think, "What if he likes me?" And there, she lost all of her senses and started to believe in the possibility, believing that he was her destiny and her love.

The whole day, she watched reels and listened to love songs, starting to create images with him and placing him into her fictional scenarios. She even imagined his eyes and wondered if their color would be passed on to their children.

The next day, she woke up on her bed with a new hope in her heart, blocking out the thoughts that tried to convince her it was just attraction. She ignored them and began to get ready for college. She went with a junior who attended the same college, waiting at the stop where their bus picked up students.

Shivangi was in a good mood as she climbed onto the bus. Throughout the journey, she couldn't stop thinking about him. The cold air brushed against her face as she listened to music through the open window, her mind still occupied with thoughts of him. Her smile was so wide that it almost hurt her cheeks, but now it was clear that her feelings were turning into a crush.

And creating her own imaginary world with him felt like she had every right to do so. Shivangi reached the college and headed straight to the washroom on the ground floor to check herself. Smirking as she felt beautiful while looking at herself in the mirror, she then climbed the stairs to the lecture room. Upon reaching the corridor, she noticed that the lecture room gate was latched. She sighed and playfully started playing with the tiles on the floor, skipping one and jumping to the next without letting her foot touch the lines between the tiles. Finally, she reached the room and opened the door, finding herself to be the first one to arrive. She entered the class.

She walked up to her seat, placed her bag on it, and then went to open the fans of the class. Standing underneath the fan, she stretched her neck up, facing her face to the fan to cool herself down and calm her breath after climbing the two floors to her class. Glancing at her watch, she saw that there were still five minutes left before their class started, and fifteen minutes until their teacher usually arrived, as he was always late. Her eyes drifted to the last seat of the classroom, and a smile spread across her lips as her thoughts began to dwell on him even more.