FIRST LOVE

How can he forget her? She was his first love. The one whom he has hidden in the deepest part of his heart. She has played many roles in his life, his friend, lover, manager, enemy and then an acquaintance. But why she felt that she was the one who is hurt, and he hurt her when the situation was exactly opposite.

He was staring at the ceiling and lost in those sweet memories. It was a rebellious phase of his life. His parents wanted him to study management, but he took admission in filming school. Then they arranged an exchange programme to compel him to return.

When he entered the university, the freshers were bullied by some seniors and there he saw her for the first time. Her trademark blank expression but not cold. Her eyes were vigilant, but she had a trait that when she doesn't want to deal with someone, she will stop talking and this lack of response made the bullies more angry.

He was quite amused that though she looked weak but in fact very courageous as she didn't give in to their stupid request. Muye watched her to see her limit but then something unexpected happened.

One of the bully requested her to undress and tried to tear her top and in response she slapped him. It was a shock to everyone around. The bully felt insulted, "You b*tch! Wait and see how I make you a public display today!", and reached to hold her hand. But before that can happen a punch landed on his face, and he fell to the ground.

"Dear today is your first day, why mingle with these idiots? Can you show me around?", Muye hugged her and withdrew from the crowd. She was so cute with those shocked eyes. Muye himself didn't know why he helped her but since he already stepped in, so he will end it properly.

"Avoid those rubbish people and be careful in the future. You did good by slapping him but analyse your situation before taking such impulsive steps in the future", he lectured calmly. When he received no reply, he looked at her and found her crouching down and her hands were shivering.

"Hey! What happened? Are you fine?", he immediately inquired. She looked up and stared him and her eyes were filled with confusion and gratitude. He repeated himself. She took deep breaths.

"Can... Can...you pass me water from my bag?", she asked almost stammering.

So many memories....