"I love you!!"

"I love you!!"

I think these two girls are from the

10th class.

"I love you!!"

Are you fucking kidding me, he is the freaking principal of my school. I am done with these confessions every day. Why can't they give me rest? I hate my life. I just hate it.

On my way to school, three people just confessed to me out of nowhere. You must be thinking that I am some popular guy who is dealing with some day-to-day confession. But that's not the case here.

I am Kishan Sharma, an 11th class student. I thought that I will peacefully spend my high school life. Hanging out with friends, making fun, teasing teachers, just try to make a girlfriend, studying, preparing for college, even that's the last thing I want to worry about, but still, I just want to have an ordinary life. There has been a rumor or I rather say a hurtful truth about me. I think it started a month, even though I don't want to believe it but the past month felt like an eternity to me. If I just know that this was going to happen to me I would have never done it.

*** A month ago ***

"Hey, guys I gonna do it."

"Are you thinking about studies —"

"That will be the last thing I wanna worry about. I thinking of confessing to her. "

"Are you talking about Riya?"

"Yea—"

"She gonna reject you right away, without a second thought."

This guy seriously doesn't how to give sympathy to people.

Mike Smith is a friend of mine for many years. He's handsome, good in athletes but an idiot in studies. I hate him because he is way too realistic and doesn't care about other's feelings, but still, he is my friend.

"You don't even have a chance, you know she already has a crush on some guy in 12th class."

Wait, how did he know about it? Ohh! Now I understand why he is called The Info broker of our school.

Pritam Singh is also one of my friends. He has a very shady personality but he is trustworthy. He is the topper of our section. A very studious person. He is good at collecting info around the school.

"Yeah, I know all of that, but don't have hurt me that way."

"Despite knowing that you still going to confess to her. You are a dumbass."

"Yeah, I know that I am a dumbass. But if she can accept it even though there is just a 0.0000001% chance. That's why I am still going to confess to her after school."

** After School **

Right after the school bell rang, we ran through the corridors towards the auditorium.

We hid behind the wall to take a look if she there or not.

"Yes!! she is still here. I know it." (Whispering)

Just thinking about it makes me feel nervous and my heart beats faster. But it's too late. I know that I can't become cold feated now.

"Are you stalking her or something, how did you know that she will be there?" (Whispering)

"No!! Are you insane? I was not stalking her. I just happen to see her by chance after school. To confirm it, I checked her after school for 2-3 days."(Whispering)

"That's stalking."(Whispering)(Both of them together)

"Ok, whatever. I am going. God, please protect me."(Whispering)

As I move from behind the wall and move towards her. I was nervous as hell. My breathing becomes faster and harder.

I was running simulations in my mind about what will happen after my confession. First case: she will reject me right away. Second case: She will accept it. The second case has the least chance but still.

'Calm down Kishan just take a deep breath and release it. Ok, let's go.'

I moved towards her normally. In a completely normal way. She was looking beautiful sitting there watching her phone.

"Hey Riya,..... how are you." (Nervously)

'Fuck it, I cracked in there. Shit. Shit. Shit.'

"Hey, Kishan. What are you doing here? I see you here often."

"Nah, I came here to see you. I want to talk about something —"

"What is it you wanna talk about?"

'Now, here comes this. It's now or never.'

"Umm, Riya ... I love you —"

Now I have done it, but the look on her face says it all. She is not shocked but rather disgusted that some piece of shit just proposed to her.

"....."

( Awkward Silence )

'Now what, why isn't she giving a reply—'

"Hey, what's with that confession. First of all, I don't like you, second have seen your face in the mirror before confessing. You are disgusting as hell. I can't even call you my brother*. Just go away you creep." (Angered voice)

(*: a way of rejecting a proposal in India)

"Hey Mike, that was more brutal than I thought."(Whispering)

"I just hope he stays alive after that. "(Whispering)

After that rejection, Mike and Pritam carried me home. I didn't eat food that day. Even. I didn't even drink one drop of alcohol that day but I was already acting as drunk.

"That bitch, who does she think she is—"

"Mike you know... you are an asshole, who doesn't know when to give sympathy, and that girl, she will regret it. The guy she had a crush on will reject him in the worst way possible. She will lead a miserable life." (Drunken voice)

"Man, I think it is too much, you should calm—"

"What calm, she said I should look myself in the mirror first, and do I look like a creep to you—" (Drunken voice)

"Can't agree with that by the way—" (murmuring)

"Haa, what the fuck did you say you breaker... broker, whatever it is." (Drunken voice)

After that for two hours straight I was cursing her and crying. I thought that the next day everything will become normal, that's what I thought at least.

** The next day **

Tap Tap Tap

"Huff... Huff... , Kishan, Riya got a boyfriend. "

"What the fuck!!—"

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