Chapter 2: The Start
Siya's POV
Two braids. Waist length. Long top, pants, and a hairband. That was me—Siya. Basic but cute, I guess? Anyway, it was my first day of school and my whole family was acting like I was going to war or something.
Papa dropped me on his bike, kissed my cheek, and whispered, "My little princess, everything's going to be good." And I swear my heart melted.
My brothers though? Ugh. They had already passed from this school, and of course they had to tease me. "Be smart, don't ruin our reputation."
Me: "What reputation? I'm smarter than you guys anyway."
One of them: "Don't even tell people you're my sister."
Yeah. Brothers 🙄.
Mumma, on the other hand, did the whole feed-me-curd-for-good-luck thing. So yeah, I was ready. Nervous, but ready.
Standing at the school gate felt like standing on stage before a performance. The doors opened, students rushed in, and I stepped inside, praying I wouldn't trip and embarrass myself.
And then I looked up. Damn. The school was pretty. But the students? Prettier. Like, was there some hidden rule that only models studied here?
A girl with glasses and a neat braid looked straight out of a K-drama. Another one, tall in a black hoodie with short messy hair, looked like she didn't even try but still slayed.
Meanwhile me: 🫠 feeling cute but suddenly insecure.
Assembly time. Principal, vice principal, blah blah… "Corona precautions…" blah blah… Then the big announcement—divisions.
Me praying: "Please A… please A…"
Reality: Division B.
BRO. Not the dump class. In online school, the A kids were always the smart ones. The B kids? Either invisible or MIA. And guess where destiny dumped me? Yup.
But hold up. The moment I entered class, regret turned into… butterflies.
Because I saw him.
He was sitting there, laughing with his friends, and I swear my brain went ✨static✨. Fair skin, sharp features, a few moles on his face—one above his lips, another on his cheek. Did I stalk him already? Nope. Did I notice every detail in 0.3 seconds? Yes. Guilty.
Suddenly, being in B division felt like winning the lottery.
First period started. Everyone was chatting, messing around, basically being normal teenagers. And me? Sitting there like, "Okay, who's gonna come ask my name and become my bestie?" Spoiler: no one.
Some girls did walk up to me… only to ask for notes. NOTES. Not my name, not a "hi," just "hey can I copy your notes?" Bro 💀.
At least the teacher introduced me to the class, and of course I had to say, "Yeah ma'am, I already studied these chapters online." Instant nerd label unlocked ✅. Teacher's pet? Probably.
By the end of the day, though, something clicked. Ayaan (yeah, handsome guy has a name) was clearly crushing on Ayesha—the event handler girl, smart, confident, basically everyone's favorite. The way he looked at her, the way he tried to talk… obvious.
And watching him, I had this weird realization.
Ayaan was me.
And Ayesha… was like my first crush.
But here's the difference:
When I had a crush, I kept it locked inside. I never showed it, so I never got any hopes back.
Ayaan? He showed it. And Ayesha… she actually gave him hopes.
So there I was, watching my own story play out again—just with different characters. A little unfair, honestly.
My first day ended without a single new friend. Just people who wanted my notes. And me? I walked out with a new crush… who was already busy crushing on someone else.
But hey. That's fine. I'm Siya. And if there's one thing about me—
I'll find my way.
Little did I know… my way was about to collide with people who would change everything.