I wasn't looking for love.
Not in the crowded lecture hall, not in the noisy campus corridors, and definitely not on a day when life already felt too heavy on my shoulders.
I was late.
Again.
I rushed into the lecture hall, my heart racing, eyes scanning for an empty seat. That's when it happened.
I bumped into someone.
Hard.
My books scattered across the floor, papers sliding everywhere like my dignity had just given up on me.
"I'm so sorry," I said quickly, kneeling to gather my things.
"It's fine."
His voice was calm. Too calm for someone I had just crashed into.
I looked up—and froze.
He was staring at me. Not rudely. Not with annoyance. Just... curious. Like he was trying to read a story written across my face.
"Are you okay?" he asked.
I nodded, standing up. "Yes. I wasn't watching where I was going."
A small smile touched his lips. "Seems like fate wanted us to meet."
I scoffed. "Fate has bad timing."
He laughed softly.
That was the moment I knew—
this boy was going to change my life.
And I wasn't ready.