A boy is lurking around a massive void.
He's searching for something...
But suddenly—
Ring ring... ring ring...
The imagination shatters.
He's thrown back into reality.
"Kichu! Don't you hear the alarm ringing? Get up and go to school, it's already 9 AM. Hmm… he has an exam today and he doesn't care. He's the only son we have. What will we do if he doesn't pass the exam? I can't imagine that. KICHU! DID YOU HEAR WHAT I JUST SAID? GET UP AND GO TO SCHOOL ALREADY!"
Kichu got up hesitantly.
"What a pain…"
He looked at the time.
"It's only nine… why is mom getting angry?"
He looked again and realized.
"Oh no, I have an exam today!"
He brushed his teeth hurriedly, threw on his uniform, and rushed to school.
Yeah, you guessed right—he didn't bathe and didn't eat breakfast.
He reached school at 9:20.
Are you wondering how he reached so fast? It's because the school is only 500 meters from his house.
Yeah, he's that homie who lives nearby… and still comes late. What a lazy bastard!
"Hey, mind your words! I'm not a lazy bastard. I just… can't wake up early."
N*gga, that's called lazy.
"Ahem, let's put that aside. I haven't introduced myself yet. My name is Abhinand. You can call me Kichu, and I am a—"
lazy bastard.
"Shut up, you asshole! Why are you even here anyway?"
I'm here to narrate the story. Do you have a problem with that?
"Yeah, I have. Isn't it my story? I'll narrate it myself. You shut up and get lost."
Okay, I'm going now. But remember—you'll need me sometime. I'm not sad or anything. Just saying.
"Okay okay, don't go. You can say the context and situations."
Okay, thanks. I mean it.
"Alright, now get lost. Once again—ahem—my name is Abhinand. You can call me Kichu. I'm 17 years old, and welcome to my YouTube chann—sorry, welcome to my story.
If you're wondering who I just talked to… yeah, it was the narrator. I just don't like him. It's my story, so I'll tell it myself. It's not 4th wall breaking or anything."
That moment, his friend Anudev entered the hall and called out—
"Hey Abhi!"
"Hi Anu. First of all, did you study anything?" Kichu asked.
"No, man… but I think I'll pass." Anu replied.
"Ho! I'm relieved. I thought I was the only one who'd fail. Thank God!" Kichu joked.
"Haha, nice joke. Anyway, where are the other two idiots?"
"I don't know. I think they'll come before the exam starts."
At that exact time, the other two entered the class.
"Where were you two shitheads?" Kichu asked.
Their names were Abinav and Ajay.
"We're not near the school like you, pighead. Anyway, did you study anything?" Abinav asked.
"Yeah, I studied everything. Then I studied my neighbour boy's second standard textbook. Get lost, stupid." Kichu said sarcastically.
"Ah! I swear, if you say any more shit jokes like this, I'll pull out your tongue," Anudev said angrily.
"Okay okay, jeez."
The bell rings.
The exam begins.
Today, it's Biology.
So guys, now I am, the protagonist is telling the story.
To be honest, it might get boring—so please bear with it.
Where do I start?
I used to be a loud extrovert who constantly irritated people since childhood.
People would always say, "Can you shut up for at least a second?"
Seriously, they couldn't stand me.
But everything changed last year.
You guessed it right—it was because of a girl.
Get ready to hear my broken, boring love story.
It was around 9th grade when I first saw her.
My eyes clicked her photo faster than a hummingbird's heartbeat.
I still remember that day vividly—I couldn't focus on anything, not even when my friends called me "shithead."
My mind was completely occupied by her face.
Because of her, I actually started going to school regularly.
I should probably thank her for my attendance.
So, I gathered all my courage, remembered all my ancestors who died with regrets of unspoken love, and decided to say those three words: "I love you."
Did you think it was easy?
When I finally called her, she turned to me and asked—
"What is it?"
At that moment, I was fighting an intense mental war.
What if she slapped me?
What if she already had a boyfriend?
What if she's a lesbia—sorry, it wasn't popular back then.
I was sweating like crazy.
Instead of confessing, I ended up asking her name.
In hindsight, a good decision. It would've been really awkward otherwise.
Yeah, I didn't know her name.
"Aditi," she replied.
Man, I love tension!
Her name sounded like music to me.
Next, I asked:
"How are you?"
"I'm fine… I guess," she replied.
Then I said "okay" and walked away.
Forget what I said—fuck tension.
I felt so awkward. From the next day, I started hiding from her.
The moment she looked at me, I'd disappear faster than a magician.
But one day, she caught me.
"Stop!" she said and came toward me.
"Why are you always running away when I look at you?"
"Ahh… what are you saying? I didn't run." I replied with a nervous smile.
She came closer.
"Are you lying to me?"
I was shocked and stepped back.
"No, I'm not."
"Mm… anyway, it was nice meeting you. Bye. Oh! I just remembered, you didn't tell me your name. What is it?"
"Ahm… Abhinand."
"Then bye, Abhinand. My friends are waiting." She smiled and left.
Oh… that feeling.
It was like a thousand butterflies exploded inside me.
From that day, she started talking to me every day—and I kept falling deeper.
Eventually, we became best friends.
One year flew by.
We completed 10th and moved to 11th.
On the first day of the new class, I found myself searching for her more than my friends.
And there she was, sitting in the same classroom.
I couldn't have been happier.
Our friendship continued, and every moment felt like the best of my life.
But still… I never confessed.
Months passed. Then suddenly—mid-winter, I think—she stopped talking to me.
At first, I thought maybe she was shy.
There were already rumors that we were a couple.
But as time passed, I realized something was wrong.
I tried to talk to her, but she avoided me.
She only gave two or three-word replies.
And slowly, the smile that used to light up my world… faded.
That smile was the only thing keeping me going.
Can you imagine how it feels when the one thing you live for disappears?
Still, I tried to stay calm.
Then one day, while chatting with my friends, our personal news channel—Abhinav—came in with breaking news.
"Do you guys know? Aditi has a boyfriend. It's been weeks! How did we not hear about this sooner?"
"Really, man? I didn't know. Hey, Abhi, aren't you her friend? Did you know?" Ajay asked.
I didn't respond.
"Abhi… Abhi… what's wrong?"
They called my name, but I couldn't hear anything.
That night, I couldn't sleep.
Why?
Why avoid me?
Couldn't we still be friends?
The questions kept rotating around my head.
The next day, I walked up to her.
"Aditi, can you please come here for a moment?"
She looked at me like I was garbage.
Still, she came over.
"What is it?"
"Ahmm… it's nothing serious. I just wanted to know… why did you suddenly stop talking to me? Did I say something wrong?"
"It's just that… we used to talk so much, and I kinda miss that. So… ahh, you know."
I was hoping she'd say she was busy.
If she did, I was ready to confess—boyfriend or not.
"Ahh… that," she hesitated.
"Abhi, I think you already know about my relationship with ****. He doesn't like me talking to you, so… please don't talk to me from now on.
To me, he's precious, so… you know what I'm saying."
Her voice was calm.
Her words were not.
"Is that so… ahm, okay. Then… bye."
I forced a smile I'd never forget and walked away.
Was it all fake?
Even those looks in class?
Was it my imagination?
Well, I don't blame her. It was all just my own foolishness.
I am the biggest idiot in the world.
From that day onward, I felt like a soulless body. I couldn't focus on my studies and barely managed to pass 11th grade. To think—I was a topper until 10th. I lost all of that, and with it, I felt an overwhelming loneliness.
Slowly, I became an introvert. But somehow… that felt good. I found comfort in solitude, and for the first time, I actually loved being an introvert.
When 12th grade started, I became a new person. I left behind all the shitty things that had happened to me. Man, 11th was pure hell. But 12th? It gave me the best school experience. I enjoyed every moment with my friends, laughing, making memories, and truly living.
Looking back, I don't think I would have experienced any of this if I had been in a relationship with Aditi. And that's when I realized a few important things:
Everything has its time. If we don't act when we should, we'll end up drowning in regret for the rest of our lives. Love is like a disease. The one who falls in love starts hallucinating, seeing things that aren't there. He dreams too much about a future that may never exist, and when reality hits, he loses himself completely. The last one wasn't exactly a realization—it was a decision. I will never fall in love again.
And here I am now, writing my final exam.
Man, time sure flies.
I really wish I had the power to control time.
Anyways thanks for hearing my boring story. Oh man why the exam is not over yet?
Suddenly his body feels heavy.
At first he thought it was because he missed his breakfast but then his body stopped moving.
"what happened to me all of a sudden? Why i cant move my body?" He tried to rotate his head with all the strength he have but that did not worked.
"Is this some kind of joke? Wait! Am i dying? God I accept my fate, take me from this fu*ked world. Wait what about others?" He nicely moved his eyes to the left and looked at the boy next to him, he was not moving either.
"So i am not the only one who can't move. What really happened to us?"
All of a sudden some kind of a light appeared in the corner of the hall and put Kichu in amuse.
-To Be Continued....