Being a thalassemia major patient, I always thought love was not my cup of tea. Though what the brain thought was not accepted by the heart. Had infatuation twice which almost felt like love. Fell in love once and he shattered my heart, made it like ice. All of them showed me pity in the essence of love.
After these, I almost gave up on love. Since small, I was always being bullied by my teachers and my classmates. Some teased me about the color of my teeth and some teased me about how I walked. But all these never stopped me from achieving what I wanted from life.
Since childhood, I am always surrounded by doctors as I have to take blood transfusions every three weeks. So, this whole scenario fascinated me a lot. Since then I decided to be a doctor. Though I never knew I would be a Dentist. Surely, destiny brought me here.
After the 1st and 2nd rounds of admissions, our college started. We were taught to draw the cell structure of our oral cavity and carve the shape of our teeth on a wax block. It was interesting. I used to carve for others and taught others too. The morning session used to be delightful. While for the afternoon session, after the lunch break, we had anatomy classes where we were taught to perform dissection on the dead body. The first few days were tough. As the days passed, I started enjoying it.
28th March 2018.
Still can't forget the date or the face.
That day also, we had the same schedule assigned. During the morning session, we were being divided into batches of 10 but unfortunately, we had no boys in our group.
Soon, after the attendance and division of the class, a boy entered. In his deep hoarse voice, he asked,
"May I come in Professor? Is this the class for UG 1st years?"
The whole class was hushed by his entry. A sleek lean sexy guy with perfect features just like a graphic manga character entered the class.
The professor glared at him from above his specs and said,
"Yes, it is and you may come in. But, it is only for today from tomorrow you won't be allowed! Is that clear?"
He smiled and replied,
" Yes sir. Sorry!"
The professor assigned him his place. And guess what? He was assigned to sit beside me. But, did it affect me? No, not at all. Because he was a guy with good looks and high self-esteem which was very prominent by the way he was walking. I decided to keep my distance from him.
He sat beside me and introduced himself.
"Hello, Guys. My name is Peter, I am 24 years old hope we grow our bond strong sooner."
As he said he smiled, and the whole group went in awe. Undoubtfully he sounded flirtish though friendly. My body gushed all the blood through the heart.
"Oh, no danger!" My heart disclaimed. He is injurious to my heart and I am already broken.
My classmates were jealous of me. Little did they know that sitting beside him was torture for me. Soon he made lots of friends and also he would change his girlfriends on the weekends. As the days passed and we barely talked. As this fact always disgusted me, so I always avoided him. We would only talk about academics only if he had to ask something. He used to be the talk of the college because he was famous as he was the playboy. I saw him once kiss a girl at the entrance of the college or at times in the back seat of his car.
One day I caught him kissing him in front of my locker. He was facing my locker, one hand of his was on her cheeks and the other was under the skirt. As they kissed she moaned his name and I felt myself like a loser.
"Hey! Guys better you get a room and make out."
As soon as I screamed the girl hid behind his chest. Peter looked at him. His lips were smudged with lipstick and saliva on the end.
He said, "Oops sorry, we will move away."
The same thing happened the next day and this time the girl was different. By now I had reached my patience margin to the maximum.
I asked, "Peter how do you manage to kiss every girl in this college? Why don't you select one girl and kiss her for the rest of her life?"
He replied, "Not everybody is like you Senorita! It's the gen of multiples and if you want to kiss me once I am always there for you." he winked and walked away from my locker.
"Ewww you disgust me, Peter. Better you keep your distance from me."
But, apparently what I said and what I felt were completely two different emotions outpouring that day. Maybe it was that day of the month day, every girl's problem periods day!
The next day he changed his location and started kissing beside the locker of mine apparently which was his own locker. Seeing him kiss every day had become a habit of mine. At first, it was disgusting, later it became pleasurable and in later phases, I felt nothing.
A month passed by…
2 things remained unchanged one was his behavior and the second was my feelings for him.