Kissed her.

"I've finally found a great match for you Akriti, one that you cannot reject and neither should you. Dare you to deny this boy too, because if you do then I'm done with... I'm leaving this house and going to some monastery and will never be back", Akriti's mom, Mrs.Richa Reddy spoke more like blackmailed her own daughter while cutting the apple with force as if the poor apple had stolen Mrs.Richa's entire property.

"You've started all over again, early in the morning Richa?", Mr.Prakash Reddy scowled, irritated with his wife's same usual bickering since the past few years. Prakash was the head manager of Aqua Industries and with only few months left to retire, he only hoped to get his one and only daughter married as soon as possible.

"I'm telling you, she has decided to become a nun", Akriti's younger brother Arjun spoke getting out of his room, while pulling Akriti's hair, he sat beside her eating from her plate.

"Get your own food, always stealing mine you idiot!", Akriti grumbled and got up to leave. While leaving the house, she did tell her mom that she'll think about this new proposal with an open mind and give it a chance, to which her mom smiled brightly. Her mom had never smiled like this, not when Akriti was awarded as the youngest and brightest professor in the most reputed college nor had she ever said she was proud of her daughter. Did Akriti have mommy issues? She wasn't sure but it never seemed as if she had. It's not like her relationship with her father was any good, she barely could talk for 2 minutes with her father. Her relationships in her life were as messed up as she was in her head.

Looking at her daughter's retreating figure, Richa spoke, "What shall I do of this girl? She rarely speaks nor does she show any emotions. But thank God she finally agreed to see the boy." Her mom prayed to the god for all good things and left to do her work.

While driving her car, her mind roamed around how nobody in her life understood her, how no one cared enough to ask her what she wanted or needed, if she even wanted to marry or not, hell they never even thought if she was happy. But after all these years, she got used to it, it didn't matter to her at all if she was cared for or loved for, everything seemed vague to her and she became this cold heartless woman one could ever encounter.

Reaching at the college, she moved ahead to her designated class and began teaching to her students.

The day went on pretty smoothly like everyday, she was exhausted by the end of the day nonetheless she was pretty satisfied.....teaching was the only thing that made her feel like living in the moment.

And as usual, in the evening while returning to home, she stopped by her favourite cafe and bought her usual order. This place was her comfort. The little crowd and the peaceful laughs of humans filling the cafe made Akriti, this was her. She always envied and loved when people laughed and smiled a lot more, a great contrast to her personality though. Akriti rarely smiled and even rarely laughed, she was always found to be in her own world, humming to her own self, minding her own life.

"A hot black coffee and a sweet pineapple pastry to go with it", the teen girl handed Akriti the tray with a toothy smile, delighted to see her regular customer. Muttering thank you to her, and holding the tray in her hands, Akriti started walking to her usual seating arrangement when a lady bumped into her and the coffee spilled on her soft kurti. The lady apologized sincerely and Akriti shrugged while making her way to the restroom. Glad that the restroom was empty and she could comfortably pat dry her dress.

Patting the tissue onto the wet patch on her kurti, Akriti groaned looking at her now spoiled very transparent fabric. She walked towards the hand dryer hoping for it to work and not fool her like it did the last time. But ofcourse, the hand dryer hated her and she too hated it with if not the same intensity but more. The hand dryer creaked and produced no sign of air. She hit it and went back to the mirror looking at herself.

Her luck was also a menace ,she had chosen to wear a lavender bra underneath to top it with a grey kurti. "Should it have happened today only god?!" She muttered breathlessly. She grabbed her shrug from her sling bag and tried to make it work...the futile attempt to hide the display of her assets with a small piece of shrug. She hated how she was helpless at the very moment. Tired, she stared at herself in the mirror dejectedly. Her eyes sparkled looking at her reflection.

"So hot! You look so ravishing Akriti." She mumbled to herself.

"If I were a guy, I'd have squeezed these...", she traced her left hand upwards slightly touching her boobs. "Wow..." She said mesmerized with her own beauty.

"Have some shame you woman, you're in a public restroom!", a voice erupted from behind Akriti and she turned to find a man staring at her dumbfounded.

Akriti did not attempt to hide her form, she just stayed there analysing the guy in front of her, what was he doing in the ladies restroom? Was he a pervert trying to have a peek at ladies? Or was he a psycho serial killer and public restrooms were his common go to spots? Was he a...?

"I'm not a pervert or whatever you're thinking, alright?" , his voice interrupted her thoughts.

He had a handsome face...noted her mind. "Funny how you say that while you're standing in what is mainly designed for women to use unless..." Akriti's voice trailed as her eyes casted below looking at his crotch area and he followed her gaze and instantly barked at her, "I'm a straight man!"

She instantly looked at his face waiting for his explanation but, he abruptly pulled her towards him, kissing her mouth as Akriti's eyes widened but soon got closed on their own accord embracing a strangers lips, for the first time, her first kiss.

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