#✧ au ─ jtmd: paragraphs.

[t-anyasen]

THEY SAY that girls, much like dogs can smell fear. if that is true, then she must be sending out a smoke signal the size of mount everest to every girl at this college in a five mile radius. maybe she should be less scared. smile more, the advice her father gave her this morning comes to mind, and so she does try. except she’s sure that she looks like a deranged chesire cat - and that cat had been already quite insane to begin with.

MAYBE SHE should dial back the smile, tanya decides and she tones it to a smiling grimace. it’s an effort, and she really is trying. she is trying to act as if she’s happy to be in delhi. even if she feels uprooted at the fact that her father has moved her here from kolkata after the death of tanya’s mother. the memory still stings but tanya washes it down. she can’t think about this.

IT’S A NEW BEGINNING, one which tanya aims to use; if not for her, then for her father. she pulls the books tighter to her chest, almost as if she’s trying to cave into herself, to disappear into the ground. perhaps that is why she doesn’t notice the boy whose been watching her, the boy who she crashes into moments later.

“ oh i’m ... ” she breathes out, looking up at him; she has no idea that perhaps he’s created this chance encounter. “ i’m so sorry ! ”