Nihar
It's snowing here. The first snow this year.
In Korea they believe if you confess during the first snow your love will last forever.
"I'm going to confess to him." Mi-jeong's words ring in her ear.
Niharika lets out a sigh! Well good for her, she thinks staring out of the window watching the snowflakes glow in the bright yellow post light.
It's evening, Niharika finally gets up from her usual corner seat in the library and stretches, her body feels stiff. Massaging the back of her neck she makes a mental note of getting an x-ray done after exams, the neck pain is getting worse these days.
