Trapped 2 : "misunderstanding and Headache"

Nova's smile faltered for a moment, and he looked at Nora with a hint of nervousness. "I've been thinking about you a lot lately, Nora. I know it's been 17 years, but... I don't know, I felt like I had to see you again."

Nora's heart skipped a beat. She hadn't expected Nova to be so straightforward. "Why now?" she asked, her voice barely above a whisper.

Nova took a deep breath. "I've been working on a project, and I stumbled upon an old photo of us from elementary school. It brought back a lot of memories, and... I don't know, it felt like fate was giving me a second chance."

Nora's eyes locked onto Nova's, searching for any sign of insincerity. But all she saw was genuine emotion.

#Continue [Nora's Flashback]

Day 2: I was ecstatic to see him, so I arrived at school early. I waited in class, scanning the room for his face. As the students filed in, I searched for him, but he was nowhere to be found. Unfortunately, I didn't know his name, so I had to wait until the next day.

The next day, our classroom was rearranged by section. I was relieved to find that I was in Class B. As I entered the classroom, I spotted my friend Sam, who was also my partner in mischief. He always protected me, and I felt safe with him by my side.

As I searched for the mysterious boy, my eyes scanned the room. Suddenly, I saw a familiar smile, and my heart skipped a beat. My eyes locked onto his face, and I felt an inexplicable rush of emotions. My heart was racing, and my stomach was filled with a mix of excitement and nervousness.

I couldn't take my eyes off his smile, and my mind was racing with thoughts. Finally, I saw his face, and my world came to a standstill. His beauty left me breathless, and I had never seen a boy as handsome as him.

The teacher broke the silence, calling me out to take attendance. I went through the list, calling out each student's name. When I said my own name, "Nora," I replied, "Present." Then, I called out "Nova."

The classroom fell silent, and all eyes were on Nova. He stood up, looking a bit bewildered. I asked him to sit down, but then I called his name again. This time, he stood up and introduced himself.

I was thrilled to learn that Nova would be sitting next to me, but our teacher reminded us that boys would be seated on the right side of the classroom, while girls would be on the left. I felt a pang of disappointment, but I was still happy to have Nova as my classmate.

As the lesson began, I found myself stealing glances at Nova. I couldn't explain why I was drawn to him, but I couldn't help myself. I felt confused and wondered what was wrong with me.

During the next break, I saw Sam talking to Nova. It seemed like they were hitting it off, and I felt a sense of relief. Maybe having Nova as a friend wouldn't be so bad after all.

Hey, Sam! What's up, bro?" I asked.

"Nothing, Nora. Who's that?" Sam replied, nodding toward Nova.

"That's Nova," I said with a smile. "Hi, I'm Nora."

"I'm Nova," he replied, and I offered him my hand in friendship.

But instead of shaking it, Nova suddenly reacted as if I had misbehaved with him. "Distance, okay? Bye," he said abruptly.

Sam asked, "What's wrong, Nora? You did nothing!"

I shook my head. "I don't know. Everyone's looking at me like I'm the bad one. I'm so embarrassed."

For the next seven days, our conversations were limited to simple hellos and questions related to our studies. But there was no deeper connection between us.

Then, one day, our teacher asked, "Who's been naughty?" and I raised my hand. As punishment, I was made to sit between the boys and girls, right next to Nova.

I felt nervous, shocked, and happy all at once. Nova stunned me with his gaze, and I wondered why he seemed to hate me.

As we sat together, I realized that Nova was even naughtier than I was. He kept disturbing me, and I got irritated. "Stop it!" I whispered, but he didn't listen.

Just then, our teacher said, "Those of you who are too naughty will have to leave." I stood up, ready to face the consequences.

As I did, the head of the department (HOD) walked into our classroom for a routine inspection.

The HOD saw us standing there and asked our teacher, "Why are they standing here?" Our teacher replied, "They're the naughty ones." The HOD punished us by making us clean the school grounds together.

As we cleaned, we had fun together, but our playful banter quickly turned into a Tom and Jerry-like rivalry. We fought and argued, and eventually, we started to hate each other.

I asked our teacher if I could be transferred to Section A, but she refused, citing my role as class representative. Instead, I managed to get Nova transferred to Section A.

Later, I realized that I had been unfair to him and decided to apologize. I waited for the perfect moment, but before I could say sorry, Nova suddenly slapped me on the face.

#Too be continue....

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