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Netrabhan pov-
I don’t understand.
I’ve been standing here… watching her…
And I still don’t understand.
Kashvi.
The same girl who used to look at me first—
Even before I said anything.
The same girl who would answer without me asking.
And now—
She won’t even look at me.
Not once.
Something is wrong.
It has to be.
Because this isn’t normal.
She isn’t normal.
When I saw her walk in today—
I knew something was off.
The way she walked.
The way she sat.
Quiet.
Too quiet.
Not her.
Never her.
And her eyes…
Red.
Like she had cried.
But why?
I wanted to ask her.
Right then.
In front of everyone.
I didn’t care.
But something stopped me.
Maybe the way she avoided looking at me.
Maybe the way her fingers tightened on the desk.
Maybe… the fear.
Fear of what she might say.
Or worse—
What she might not.
So I waited.
Like an idiot.
Thinking—
Later… when we’re alone.
But when I stood next to her…
And said her name—
“Kashvi…”
She heard me.
I know she did.
Her heartbeat changed.
I could see it.
Feel it.
But she didn’t look up.
Didn’t answer.
Didn’t even move.
Like I wasn’t there.
That—
That hurt more than it should have.
And then…
I said it.
“Aarzoo…”
I don’t know when it started.
Or why that name felt right.
But every time I look at her—
That’s the word that comes to my mind.
Aarzoo.
A wish.
A longing.
Something you want…
Even when you know you probably shouldn’t.
Maybe that’s why.
Because that’s what she is—
To me.
Not just Kashvi.
Not just someone I know.
But something I feel.
Something I find myself looking for—
Even when she’s right in front of me.
I never told her.
Never explained it.
It just… slipped out sometimes.
Softly.
Naturally.
Like it belonged to her.
But today—
It wasn’t casual.
It wasn’t normal.
I meant it.
More than ever.
Because in that moment—
She didn’t just look like Kashvi.
She looked like something fragile.
Something slipping away.
Something I didn’t want to lose.
And for a second—
She froze.
Completely.
Her fingers tightened.
Her breath stopped.
And her eyes—
God…
They filled instantly.
So I wasn’t wrong.
Something is wrong.
Then why—
Why is she pretending like everything is fine?
Why is she lying?
“Haan boliye… kuch kaam tha?”
Her voice was calm.
Too calm.
Fake calm.
I asked her—
“Kya hua hai?”
Because I needed to know.
I had to know.
But she shook her head.
“Kuch bhi toh nahi…”
Lie.
A clear lie.
And she didn’t even try to hide it.
And then—
She left.
Just like that.
Without looking at me.
Without waiting.
Without… anything.
I stood there.
Watching her go.
And for the first time—
I felt something I’ve never felt before.
Distance.
Not physical.
She was right there.
A few steps away.
But still—
So far.
Why is she doing this?
Why is she ignoring me?
What changed?
Did I do something?
No…
I would know if I did.
Right?
Then why does it feel like I’ve lost something…
Without even knowing when it slipped away?
I hate this.
Not knowing.
Not understanding.
Not being able to reach her.
Because no matter how much she avoids me—
I can see it.
In her eyes.
In the way she reacts.
In the way she doesn’t react.
She’s hurting.
And somehow—
That bothers me more than her ignoring me.
“Aise ignore kyun kar rahi hai mujhe…?”
I whispered earlier.
But now—
I think I know the real question.
Why won’t you let me help you, Kashvi?
Because I’m not going to stop.
Not this time.
Not when I can see the truth so clearly.
You can avoid me.
Ignore me.
Walk away from me.
But I’ll still be there.
Watching.
Waiting.
Until you finally look at me…
And tell me—
What’s breaking you like this.
Because whatever it is—
You’re not dealing with it alone.
Not anymore.
And this time… I won’t wait for “later.”
Kashvi POV -
When he stood near me today…
I could feel him.
His presence.
His gaze.
His confusion.
And when he said—
“Kashvi…”
For a second…
I almost looked up.
Almost.
But I didn’t.
I couldn’t.
Because if I did—
I wouldn’t be able to stop myself.
And when he said—
“Aarzoo…”
My heart betrayed me.
Completely.
It stopped.
Then raced.
Then broke.
All at once.
Does he even know…
What that word does to me?
Or how much it hurts—
Hearing something so beautiful…
When I know it isn’t meant to stay?
Tears slipped down quietly.
I wiped them quickly.
No.
No, Kashvi.
You can’t do this.
You have to stay away.
Because getting close to him—
Isn’t safe.
Not for him.
Not for me.
Especially not now.
A soft breeze passed.
The leaves rustled.
Everything felt calm.
Peaceful.
Except me.
“Mujhe dekh tak nahi rahi hai…”
His voice echoed in my head.
I closed my eyes tightly.
Mat dekhiye mujhe...
(Please don’t look at me like that.)
Because every time you do—
I forget everything I’m trying to protect.
I forget the distance.
The reason.
The truth.
And I just…
Feel.
And that’s exactly what I can’t afford right now.
I stood up suddenly.
Needing to leave.
Before I break completely.
But my steps slowed.
Because deep down—
A part of me still hoped…
That he would come.
That he would stop me.
That he would say my name again—
Not “Kashvi”…
But—
“Aarzoo…”
My eyes filled again.
Bas ek baar…
But no one came.
So I walked away.
Because sometimes—
Loving someone…
Means staying away from them.
Even if it breaks you.
Author Pov -
And just like that—
The whole day passed.
In silence.
Not complete silence.
There were voices.
Laughter.
Conversations.
But between them—
Nothing.
Kashvi didn’t look at him.
Not once.
And Netrabhan—
He noticed.
Every single time.
The way she turned her face away.
The way she avoided even being near him.
The way she spoke to everyone—
Except him.
And it stayed like that.
All day.
Until the next morning—
Netrabhan wasn’t in a good mood.
Anyone could tell.
His expressions—
Sharp.
His answers—
Short.
His patience—
Almost gone.
And the reason?
Kashvi.
Because she didn’t stop.
She continued ignoring him.
Like he didn’t exist.
But then—
Something else happened.
Something that made it worse.
He saw her.
Talking.
To Ishvik.
To Eshaan.
Smiling slightly.
Replying.
Present.
With them.
But not with him.
And something inside him—
Shifted.
A feeling he didn’t expect.
Didn’t like.
Didn’t understand.
Jealousy.
His jaw tightened.
His grip on the pen hardened.
So she can talk.
Just not to me?
That thought—
Didn’t sit well with him.
At all.
Irritation crept in.
Slowly.
Then all at once.
Before anyone could notice—
He stood up.
And left.
Just like that.
No explanation.
No reason.
Leaving everyone behind—
Confused.
Ishvik blinked, watching him go.
“Isse kya hua hai…?”
Then he smirked slightly and added—
“Yeh toh aise behave kar raha hai jaise iski biwi se ghar pe ladai karke aaya ho.”
Eshaan nodded immediately.
“Sach mein…”
Saanvi and Aarohi burst into laughter.
But amidst that—
One person didn’t react.
Kashvi.
She stayed quiet.
Her eyes lowered.
Her fingers still.
And her heart—
Heavy.
Because she knew.
Why he left.
And yet—
She didn’t stop him.
Didn’t call him back.
Didn’t even look at the door he walked out from.
Because stopping him—
Would mean breaking.
And she wasn’t ready for that.
Not yet.
•••••
The corridor was almost empty.
Kashvi walked quietly—
Towards the staff room side.
Her steps slow.
Her mind somewhere else.
She didn’t notice—
The footsteps behind her.
And before she could understand anything—
Someone held her hand.
Firmly.
Suddenly.
Before she could react—
She was pulled inside a vacant classroom.
Her back hit the wall softly—
As she was pinned there.
A gasp escaped her lips.
Fear rising instantly.
“K-… kaun—?”
But her words stopped.
Because the moment she looked up—
She froze.
Netrabhan.
Shock replaced fear.
For a second—
Neither of them spoke.
Then suddenly—
As if realizing what he had done—
He stepped back slightly.
Leaving her hand immediately.
“Sorry…”
His voice was low.
Controlled.
But restless.
“Aise bina permission ke aapko chune ke liye…”
Kashvi blinked.
Still processing everything.
“Koi baat nahi…”
She said softly.
A pause.
“Lekin zaroori tha.”
Kashvi frowned slightly.
“Huhh?”
Netrabhan looked straight at her.
This time—
Not letting her escape.
“Aap mujhe kal se ignore kiye ja rahi thi.”
His voice held frustration now.
“Mauka hi nahi mil raha tha baat karne ka…”
A step closer.
Not aggressive—
But determined.
“Isliye aisa karna pada.”
Kashvi’s fingers tightened around her uniform.
“Batayiye…”
He continued.
“Kyu ignore kar rahi hain aap mujhe?”
Silence.
“Sirf aur sirf mujhe hi kyu?”
His eyes searched hers.
For answers.
For truth.
“Maine kuch kiya hai kya?”
A pause.
“Agar kuch kiya hai toh uske liye sorry…”
His voice softened slightly.
But the intensity remained.
“Lekin mujhe aise ignore mat kijiye…”
Another step closer.
Now there was barely any distance.
“Baat kariye mujhse.”
Kashvi looked at him.
Finally.
Straight into his eyes.
And asked quietly—
“Kyu?”
That one word—
Hung heavily between them.
Netrabhan didn’t look away.
Didn’t hesitate.
“Nahi pata…”
Honest.
Raw.
“Lekin mat kijiye ignore.”
A breath.
“Baat kariye.”
Silence again.
But this time—
It wasn’t empty.
It was filled with everything—
They weren’t saying.
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Kashvi was looking at him.
Only him.
And Netrabhan—
He was already looking at her.
Like he had been waiting for this moment.
For her to finally look at him.
And when she did—
He got lost.
In her eyes.
Everything else faded.
The classroom.
The silence.
The tension.
Nothing mattered.
Just her.
But then—
Footsteps.
Faint.
But coming closer.
Kashvi heard it.
Her eyes widened slightly.
“Main ja rahi hoon… koi aa raha hai…”
She said quickly.
Breaking the moment.
She turned—
And started walking towards the door.
But before she could leave—
Netrabhan held her wrist.
Firm.
Kashvi stopped.
Turned back instantly.
“Kya kar rahe hain? Haath chhodiye…”
Netrabhan shook his head.
“Agar chhodne ke liye pakda hota…”
A slight pause.
His grip tightening just a little.
“Toh pakadta hi kyu?”
Kashvi frowned.
Irritated.
Nervous.
“School hai… ghar nahi aapka.”
Netrabhan’s lips curved slightly.
Into a smile—
“Agar ghar hota…”
He leaned in just a little.
“Toh pakadne deti kya?”
Kashvi’s breath hitched.
“Kya bol rahe hain aap—”
She whispered, almost panicking now.
“Agar kisi ne dekh liya toh achha nahi hoga…”
“Kal elections hai…”
“Aur hone wale head boy ko aise sab karte hue achha lagta hai kya?”
Netrabhan didn’t react to that.
Not even a little.
“Woh sab mujhe nahi pata.”
His voice was firm.
Unmoved.
“Pehle yeh batayiye…”
“Aap mujhse baat karengi ki nahi?”
Kashvi looked straight into his eyes.
Stubborn.
“Nahi karungi toh?”
A challenge.
Netrabhan didn’t hesitate.
Not even for a second.
“Jaise abhi kiya waise hi karunga firse tab tak karunga jab tak aap baat nhi krti…”
A step closer.
“Aur chhodunga toh bilkul bhi nahi kabhi bhi nhi.”
His grip didn’t loosen.
Not even a little.
And this time—
Kashvi felt it.
He wasn’t joking.
He wasn’t asking anymore.
He meant it.
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The grip on her wrist—
Still firm.
The distance between them—
Almost nothing.
And then—
Footsteps.
This time—
Closer.
Clear.
Right outside.
Kashvi’s eyes widened in panic.
Her heartbeat spiked instantly.
“Koi aa raha hai…”
She whispered hurriedly.
Her thoughts running wild.
Agar kisi ne dekh liya toh…
Bas… aaj bacha lena…
And before she could think any further—
She moved.
Suddenly.
Instinctively.
She stepped forward—
And hugged him.
Hiding her face in his chest.
Netrabhan froze.
Completely.
Like his mind stopped working.
For a second—
He couldn’t process anything.
Her arms around him.
Her face pressed against him.
Her breath—
So close.
This wasn’t expected.
Not planned.
Not imagined.
This was real.
His hands stayed mid-air—
Unsure.
Hesitant.
But then—
Slowly—
They moved.
And he hugged her back.
Carefully.
Gently.
As if she might disappear if he held too tight.
Outside—
The footsteps paused.
Then continued.
And slowly—
Faded away.
But inside that classroom—
Time didn’t move.
Neither of them did.
Because for the first time—
There was no distance.
No questions.
No arguments.
Just silence.
And a closeness—
Neither of them were ready for.
__
The footsteps faded.
Completely.
But neither of them moved.
Kashvi was still holding onto him.
Her face still hidden in his chest.
And Netrabhan—
His arms still around her.
As if letting go—
Would break something.
Seconds passed.
Or maybe minutes.
Neither of them knew.
Slowly—
Kashvi realized.
What she was doing.
Her grip loosened.
Her breath uneven.
And carefully—
She stepped back.
But not too far.
Just enough to look at him.
Her eyes hesitant.
Unsure.
Netrabhan looked at her—
The same way.
But this time—
There was something softer.
Less anger.
More… something else.
Something deeper.
For a moment—
Neither spoke.
Just looked at each other.
As if trying to understand—
What just happened between them.
Then finally—
Netrabhan broke the silence.
His voice low.
Gentle.
But still holding that same insistence.
“Baat karengi na…?”
Not a demand this time.
Not frustration.
Just… a question.
A hope.
Kashvi looked into his eyes.
Really looked.
As if searching for something.
Or maybe—
Losing herself again.
Seconds passed.
Her hesitation visible.
Her emotions clashing.
But this time—
She didn’t look away.
Didn’t run.
And slowly—
Very slowly—
She nodded.
Yes.
A small gesture.
But it meant everything.
Netrabhan noticed.
Of course he did.
And for the first time since yesterday—
Something inside him calmed.
Not completely.
But enough.
Because finally—
She didn’t push him away.
And maybe—
That was all he needed.
So… that’s it for this chapter 🖤
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