Sunrays peeked through clouds as sun tried to came out but got engulf by cold clouds. Wind flowing and little sunlight created a scenetic weather. College was buzzing with students noises as today is first day for new coming students of first year.

Nervous and excited faces can be seen everywhere with some seniors being helpful and some ragging others but no one crosss their limits ever cuz of school rules.

In amidst of crowd, two girls standing at door with their brother's fussing over them. Both excited but deep down nervous. Avni standing near Abhay who was looking at her to make sure she's comfortable and not scared while she looks around slightly nervous.

𝐀𝐯𝐧𝐢'𝐬 𝐨𝐮𝐭𝐟𝐢𝐭~✨🌸

The outfit feels like a quiet melody you don’t notice at first—but once you do, it stays.

A soft striped top sits beneath a light grey cardigan, worn just loose enough to feel unguarded. The white cargo pants fall effortlessly, giving her that gentle, almost floating presence, while her simple sneakers keep everything grounded. And then there’s the tote bag, with that tiny plush detail—like a small piece of her softness she carries everywhere.

But it’s not just what she’s wearing.

It’s the way she exists in it—like she belongs to softer moments. There’s a kind of unspoken innocence around her, not fragile, just untouched by harshness. The kind of sweetness that isn’t loud or obvious… it’s in the way she holds things carefully, the way she probably says “sorry” too quickly, the way her presence feels like something you shouldn’t disturb.

She’s not trying to be anything.

And somehow, that’s exactly what makes her unforgettable.

Abhay her brother speaks up finally "Avu, don't be nervous baby, everything will be alright. Look even Priya is with you. Why are you getting so nervous?"

Avni looks up with nervous eyes and speak "Bhai look there's so much students and I heard seniors do ragging of new juniors. What if they-"

She got cut by Priya who hold her hands and speak "are Meri Avu jaan, mein hun na. Kyun itni pareshan ho Rahi ho. Ager Kisi na himat bhi ki na tujhy tang karny ke to meny uska Moo Tor dena hy." She smiles at Avi to make her smile in which she succeeded.

(Aw my Avu love, I'm here. Why are you getting so worried,huh? If anyone even dared to tease you I'll break their faces.)

*It's not that Avni is very scaredy girl, she's scared of crowds not cuz of some trauma just her and her innocent mind forming fear.*

Avni spoke again still restless "but Priya, still I'm getting bad vibes. It never happens before but today I'm feeling bad, I don't know why."

Priya sensing Avni's restlessness pressed and said "Yar toon wasy hi tension le Rahi he,Kuch nahi hoga mein hoon na."

(Bestie, you're taking tension over nothing. I'm here)

Priya looks around and tug Avni's hand and says "Chal aa abh, nahi to hum late ho Jain ge."

(Now come otherwise we'll be late)

Both turned towards abhy and advit (brother of Priya) and wave hands in return of which they wish their little sisters"goodluck" and grab their bags and started entering college big gate. Security guards check their IDs and let them in.

While walking through corridor Avni tug at Priya's bag and says "Priya hum class Kesy dumdein ge?"

(Priya, how will we find our classroom?)

Confused Priya look ahead with a nail in between her teeth speaks up "Chal un Didi se puchty hain" She points towards three girls standing in front of class window chatting about lesson.

"Let's go ask those sisters"

when both approach those girls. One Pretty, with hazel eyes and short hair with glasses on her head in style looks up and say "hi girls, new here?"

Avni nod and Priya say hesitantly"Yes, can you guide us to first year engineering class?"

Same that girl speaks again "agh yes. Come I'll show you your class,girls" she pass a sweet smile.

Avni got good vibes from this girl and didn't hesitated now and started following with Priya. Deep down they did thought maybe this girl will misguide them to rag them but they sighed of relief when she took them to right classroom.

That girl turned back and smiled while pointing towards the classroom door "So here's your class, girls. I know you must have thought I'll do ragging but don't worry nothing like that happens here."

Avni spoke up " Thanks di."

That girl spoke up again "Ah I forgot to introduce myself. I'm aradhya Singh Rathore. You can call me Aradhya di, okay and if you ever need any help in future, don't hesitate to come to me. And pretty girls introduce yourself too"

Priya spoke up "I'm Priya Roy." Aradhya's attention was locked on Avni as she liked her in first sight,Avni give off good vibes in first meetings.

Avni sensing the attention spoke up with nervous yet sweet smile "I'm Avni Kapoor, aradhya di."

Aradhya knitted her brow and said "Kapoor's? I think I heard about them somewhere well I don't remember but it was nice to meet you Avni and Priya, you can go to your classe now. I'll see you both later"

At "Kapoor" Aradhya felt it heard somewhere in her memory but couldn't quiet remember so she brushed that thought off and went her way.

Not knowing the future.

Not remembering past.

How it'll bring a change in their life's.

✨Somewhere in between all chaos the story already started.✨

I was walking through crowd of students at late morning to reach my third class of the day but I was mad. Why? Cuz ME an honored professor for years always teaching senior students now was told to teach some first year kiddos. LIKE LITERALLY! Just because their assigned teacher resigned right on point before two days of first day of college. At first I refused and no one dared to argue but at the end o gave in when seeing that there's no option and the principal kept pleading too.

But now I'm regretting cuz why the hell these students are so loud. Everything is so loud today like it's not first year students first day but some "band bhaja" I'm finished with my main classes and now I'm going towards that new class of kiddos.

The classroom door swings open-sharp, controlled.

Silence falls instantly.

He walks in like he owns not just the room, but the air inside it. Each step measured. No rush. No hesitation. Just quiet authority that settles over the students before he even speaks.

He looks effortlessly powerful.

A fitted textured shirt, slightly unbuttoned, paired with sleek black trousers-simple but dangerously attractive. Sleeves rolled up, watch on his wrist, and glasses hanging casually... like he owns every room without even trying.

He runs a hand through his hair, exhaling slowly-like he's reminding himself to stay controlled.

A professor known across the college. Respected. Feared, even. The kind who doesn't raise his voice-doesn't need to.

He looks around the class. Gaze of hawk. Posture controlled. Turn towards podium and stand behind it. Hands resting on podium. Eyes still scanning students.

He speaks up finally but not without authority "I'm Your Math Professor, Abhimanyu Singh Rathore." In his deep voice with unreadable expressions.

Two brows knitted at the familiarity of his name before being hushed again at seeing the scary Professor.

He picks up a piece of chalk, writing his name on the board with clean, precise strokes. The sound echoes louder than it should.

Turning back, his eyes scan the class-sharp, unreadable.

"So let's make one thing clear," he says, leaning slightly against the podium, arms folding. "i don't tolerate mistakes especially in my class. No noises and unnecessary drama allowed. You will listen, understand my lecture and give 100% results."

A pause.

"Otherwise," his gaze hardens just a fraction, "you won't last in my class."

He opens his lecture notes and straighten up. Looks up at students "Now open your textbooks and see first chapter. I'll start with basics....."

He continued with lecture, moving like he owns the place. Maybe he does. Teaching with authority and in his experienced way that's easier for students to understand and it's working today too as students seemed to be so focused.

Maybe cuz of fear. His teaching method or the way he stares at each and every unnecessary movement like hawk.

Unaware––of two eyes following his movements so perfectly. She was slightly scared by him and how he commands silence without trying.

She was focused throughout the lecture to understand everything.

In between that lecture, a phone ring broke through the silence.

Everyone froze. Their eyes drifting between the direction of phone ring and that scary Professor in front of board.

Some gulped and some crossed their fingers.

While the owner of phone ring decked her head down in fear. She rushed to turn off mobile or either cancel the source of noise before it reaches the devil's ear but it was too late. And she was none other than our Avni.

She kept her head down when she heard his footsteps. Trembling in fear.

Prepared for the storm to burst on her as it kept coming closer to her and then she heard his deep barely controlled voice "Look up".

She froze. Her heart stopped beating for a second. Her face paled under everyone's gaze and especially HIS. She prayed in her mind and slowly very slowly by gathering all left courage in her she finally managed to look up and........

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