13-07-2025, 02:10 AM
Sirisha
Back in her flat
Sirisha had shut the door gently
As though the sound might erase something delicate she was still holding onto.
She pressed her back to the closed door
Eyes wide, pulse quickened.
She wasn’t exactly sure what had just happened
But she knew one thing:
She hadn’t felt that kind of ease with anyone in a long time.
He was older, not like the boys in her class.
He didn’t try to impress or perform.
But there was something in the way he listened
The way his voice softened when he looked at her
That made her feel visible in a way she hadn’t felt before.
It wasn’t love.
She wouldn’t even call it a crush.
But it mattered.
He mattered.
And she wasn’t ready to tell anyone
Not even herself
What that meant.
- o -
Back in her flat
Sirisha had shut the door gently
As though the sound might erase something delicate she was still holding onto.
She pressed her back to the closed door
Eyes wide, pulse quickened.
She wasn’t exactly sure what had just happened
But she knew one thing:
She hadn’t felt that kind of ease with anyone in a long time.
He was older, not like the boys in her class.
He didn’t try to impress or perform.
But there was something in the way he listened
The way his voice softened when he looked at her
That made her feel visible in a way she hadn’t felt before.
It wasn’t love.
She wouldn’t even call it a crush.
But it mattered.
He mattered.
And she wasn’t ready to tell anyone
Not even herself
What that meant.
- o -
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