Starryeyed
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Episode 1: K
I was in 7th standard.
Adhu dhaan... feelings lam start aagura age. Hormones doing their job silently.
My name starts with J.
Girls roll number la mine was 10.
His name started with K.
Boys roll number la avanum 10.
Appovey universe namakku oru match create panniduchi.
Exams time la girls and boys mix panni ukkara vaipanga. Almost every test, every exam, we ended up sitting next to each other. Not planned. Just coincidence. But somehow, it started feeling special.
Exam mudinja apram, ink cloth vechu dolls pannuvom.
Pinnala bench la irundhu friends tease pannuvaanga.
I pretended to ignore… but honestly, I enjoyed it.
K was sensitive.
He had a younger brother... 4th standard.
Often sick.
Avan adha pathi en kitta pesuvaan. I used to listen. Console pannuvaen. I didn’t realise when, but somewhere in between listening and caring… I started liking him. My first love I guess…
I studied in a convent school.
8th standard la irundhu... only girls.
Boys ellam different schools join panninaanga.
Last exam day of 7th standard.
Last paper.
I wrote him a letter.
Ellaa thairiyathayum serthu ezhudhinen…
Plan was simple... avan bag la andha letter ah slip pannidanum.
Bag pakkathula ninnuten.
Letter kai la irundhuchu…
Heart romba fast ah adichuthu.
But I did not have the courage to slip the letter…
And that was it.
He joined a different school.
We never met again.
Some stories don’t end because something went wrong...
they end because we were too young to be brave.
I was in 7th standard.
Adhu dhaan... feelings lam start aagura age. Hormones doing their job silently.
My name starts with J.
Girls roll number la mine was 10.
His name started with K.
Boys roll number la avanum 10.
Appovey universe namakku oru match create panniduchi.
Exams time la girls and boys mix panni ukkara vaipanga. Almost every test, every exam, we ended up sitting next to each other. Not planned. Just coincidence. But somehow, it started feeling special.
Exam mudinja apram, ink cloth vechu dolls pannuvom.
Pinnala bench la irundhu friends tease pannuvaanga.
I pretended to ignore… but honestly, I enjoyed it.
K was sensitive.
He had a younger brother... 4th standard.
Often sick.
Avan adha pathi en kitta pesuvaan. I used to listen. Console pannuvaen. I didn’t realise when, but somewhere in between listening and caring… I started liking him. My first love I guess…
I studied in a convent school.
8th standard la irundhu... only girls.
Boys ellam different schools join panninaanga.
Last exam day of 7th standard.
Last paper.
I wrote him a letter.
Ellaa thairiyathayum serthu ezhudhinen…
Plan was simple... avan bag la andha letter ah slip pannidanum.
Bag pakkathula ninnuten.
Letter kai la irundhuchu…
Heart romba fast ah adichuthu.
But I did not have the courage to slip the letter…
And that was it.
He joined a different school.
We never met again.
Some stories don’t end because something went wrong...
they end because we were too young to be brave.