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AFRAID OF WHAT

ARUSHI'S POV:-

I woke up early on the morning of my graduation ceremony, filled with a mixture of excitement and dread. Today was the day I had been working towards for the past four years, the culmination of my hard work and dedication. I rolled out of bed and made my way to the bathroom, trying to ignore the

nagging anxiety in the pit of my stomach.

I showered and washed my hair, taking a few extra minutes to make myself look presentable. As i looked at myself in the mirror, i couldn't help but feel a sense of disbelief. Four years had passed in the blink of an eye, and here i was, about to receive my degree.

Everything was sooo fast .it feels like I was eighteen tomorrow.i don't wanna become older .

After i finished getting ready, i went into my closet and rifled through my clothes, trying to decide what to wear. I wanted to look nice, but also feel comfortable. I finally settled on a simple yet elegant dress and slipped it on, adjusting my hair and makeup to perfection.

As i stepped out of my room, i took a deep breath and tried to push down the butterflies in my stomach. Today was going to be a big day, filled with excitement and nervous energy. I grabbed my purse and keys and headed out the door, ready to face the day.

As i walked towards the venue of the ceremony, i tried to focus on the positive aspects of the day. This was the culmination of my hard work, the moment where all my efforts would pay off. But at the same time, i couldn't shake off the nagging feeling of anxiety that was clawing at the back of my mind.

As i approached the venue, i could see the other students milling about, all dressed up and looking excited. I took a deep breath and tried to ignore the nerves that were fluttering in my stomach. I knew i had worked hard and deserved to be here, but i couldn't shake off the feeling that something was missing.

I made my way into the venue and took my seat among my classmates. We exchanged nervous smiles and whispered words of encouragement to one another. The air was thick with anticipation and excitement, and everyone seemed to be buzzing with energy

Suddenly someone tapped my shoulder..

I turned around, surprised by the unexpected touch on my shoulder. Standing behind my was a familiar face, a classmate who i had known for years.

" Hi Ryan" i said to my classmate.

"Hey," Ryan said, a friendly smile on his face. "You ready for this?"

I smiled, "Yeah," I said, my voice betraying my nerves. "Just a little nervous, you know?"

Ryan chuckled, clearly not fooled by my attempt at nonchalance. "Yeah, I get it. This is a big deal, huh?"

I nodded, feeling a pang of relief that he seemed to understand my feelings. "It's just... a lot of pressure, you know? Four years worth of hard work coming down to this moment."

He put a hand on my shoulder in a comforting gesture. "You're gonna do great," he said. "You've always been at the top of the class. This is just the final step."

Our director started giving a long ass speech to us about our future and our hardwork.

My eyes flicked to the stage as the director began to speak. "And now, it is my pleasure to introduce our distinguished chief guest for today's ceremony, Mr. Aryan froy Louis.The most youngest and successful bussiness man of new York City.

As the name echoed through the room, i felt a sudden jolt of recognition. I knew that name, i had heard it before. I tried to shake off the feeling and focus on the ceremony, but my heart was racing.

These eyes are the same as i saw that night.no no arushi you are overthinking,he can't be that man .

The room erupted into applause as he made his way to the stage, a confident smile on his face. I couldn't help but stare at him, trying to piece together where I had seen him before.

I racked my brain, trying to recall any details, but my mind was like a blank canvas. All i could remember was a fleeting image of the man's face, a shadow of a memory that eluded my grasp.

The ceremony began, and the i tried to stay focused on the speeches and the awards being handed out. But my mind kept drifting back to the chief guest, the nagging feeling of recognition eating away at me.

He was a tall man, with broad shoulders and a confident stride. His short, neat hair was styled in a professional manner that added to his air of authority and poise. His fair complexion was accentuated by some hints of tan, giving him a rugged yet polished look.His eyes focused.

As he began to speak, i felt a shiver run down my spine. His voice... I had heard it before. The deep, commanding tone, the smooth inflection of his words, it all seemed so familiar.

No no I can't be true ,I am overthinking.

I could feel the other students around me stealing glances at the dignitary, whispering amongst themselves in admiration. But my focus was solely on him, the puzzle pieces of my memory slowly coming together.

I turned around to see a group of my classmates giggling and whispering behind their hands. They were clearly ogling the chief guest, their eyes fixed on his handsome face and well-built physique.

My eyes widened as someone shouted out from the crowd. "Mr. Louis, you're handsome!" The remark was cheeky and playful, drawing a few giggles from the students.

Mr. Louis, chuckled at the remark. He clearly enjoyed the attention and the compliments, his lips curving into a charming smile.

My irritation grew as another question rang out. "Are you single?" The question was met with a chorus of laughter from the crowd, the students clearly enjoying the playful banter.

He chuckled again, clearly enjoying the attention. "Now, now," he said, waving away the question. "That's not appropriate to ask."

The students in the audience began to chant, chanting for him to reveal his relationship status. "Please tell us, please tell us!" the chant echoed throughout the room.

He chuckled, clearly amused by the students' persistence. He held up his hands in mock surrender, a playful smile on his face. "Alright, alright," he said. "I'm single, happy now?"

The room erupted in cheers and applause, the students clearly satisfied with his answer.

I turned back towards the stage, trying to focus on the ceremony and ignore the chatter around me, his answer kept echoing in me mind. Single. So he wasn't married. That shouldn't matter to me, but for some reason it did.

Yet, i found myself stealing glances at him as the ceremony continued, my eyes drawn to his confident smile and his charismatic stage presence. He was charming, undeniably attractive, and there was something about him that was undeniably intriguing.

The director gave the room a stern glance, signaling for the students to quiet down. "Alright, everyone," he said. "Let's move on with the ceremony. It's time to start calling students up to receive their diplomas."

The room quieted down, the students refocusing on the ceremony and the task at hand. I took a deep breath, forcing myself to push away my thoughts about him and focus on my own moment of achievement.

As the director began calling out the names of the students, i felt a mixture of excitement and nervous anticipation. I watched as my classmates walked across the stage, their faces lit up with pride and joy as they received their diplomas.

Girls were drooling over him . Of course he was giving everyone their diplomas.

My heart was pounding, my palms sweaty as i waited for my name to be called. Each passing moment felt like an eternity, each name an agonizing reminder of how close i was getting to my own turn.

Finally, the director called out my name, and the woman felt a jolt of adrenaline course through my body. This was it, my moment of triumph and achievement. I stood up, my legs shaking slightly, and made my way towards the stage.

Don't fall arushi please don't fall.

As i ascended the stairs to the stage, my heart was pounding even harder now, and my mind was spinning. I tried to focus on a point in the distance, to ignore the sea of faces looking at me , but my eyes kept drifting to him, standing off to the side, watching me.

With a f*****g smirk.

His gaze was steady and unwavering, i felt a shiver run down my spine. I forced myself to smile, to act as confidently as possible, but inside, i was a maelstrom of nerves and swirling emotions.

I reached the stage and walked towards him, my heart in my throat. I extended my hand to accept my diploma, trying to maintain my composure and hide my nerves.

He handed me the diploma, our fingers touching briefly as he placed it in my hand. I tried not to think about the jolt of electricity that shot through me at the brief contact.

" Thanks mr.louis" i said.

He smiled at me but it was more like a sinister smirk, his eyes studying my face intently. "You're welcome. Congratulations on your achievement," he said, his voice smooth and velvety.

I shook his hand, forcing a smile onto my lips. His grip was strong and confident, his hand enveloping mine in a warm handshake. My heart palpitated furiously, her mind fuzzy.

As our hands touched, i couldn't help but feel a sense of familiarity wash over her again. It was as if his touch was triggering some deep, buried memory that she couldn't quite place.

I tried to pull my hand back gently, but he held onto it a moment longer before finally releasing it. His touch lingered on my skin, his gaze still fixed on me.

I stepped back and turned back towards my seat, my hand still tingling from his touch. As i made my way back to my seat, i snuck one last glance at him, his eyes still following me like a hawk.

The rest of the ceremony passed in a blur, but i couldn't'shake the feeling of being under his gaze. My mind was in turmoil, a mess of conflicting emotions and unanswered questions. As the ceremony came to a close and the students began to filter out, i found myself still sitting in my seat, unable to move, my thoughts tangled in a messy knot.

The other students started to approach me, congratulating me and offering hugs and high-fives, but i was only half-aware of their presence. My mind was still fixated on him, his intense gaze still burned into my memory.

The director appeared before me his expression serious. He gestured for me to follow him, and my heart skipped a beat. I slowly stood up, my mind racing with curiosity and trepidation.

" Mr.louis wants to talk to you arushi" he said looking at me .

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