When Eyes Meet

Episode 10

“I’m awake!” she shouted back while rushing toward the bathroom.

As she brushed her teeth hurriedly, her thoughts kept running in every direction.

Time felt like it was moving unusually fast that morning.

One minute, Sakshi was getting ready in front of the mirror…

The next, she was already checking the clock for the third time in five minutes.

She pressed her lips together while adjusting her earrings slightly.

It wasn’t like today was an exam.

Or a presentation.

It was just the first day of classes.

Sakshi stared at herself in the mirror quietly.

“You’re acting weird,” she whispered to herself.

And the worst part was—

She couldn’t even explain this feeling to anyone properly.

Not to her parents.

Definitely not to Meera, because that girl would never let her live peacefully again.

What if he really was their professor?

What if he remembered her too?

That last thought strangely bothered her more than it should have.

Her phone buzzed again beside the mirror.

Meera.

Meera:

Tell me honestly.

Are you nervous about classes…

Or nervous because SOMEONE might walk into class wearing black again?

Sakshi immediately grabbed the phone.

Sakshi:

I hate you.

Meera:

That’s not a denial.

Sakshi groaned dramatically and threw the phone onto the bed.

Unfortunately…

Meera knew her a little too well already.

Sakshi stared at her reflection again after putting the phone away.

“This girl is seriously something else,” she muttered about Meera.

Then she took a deep breath and placed both hands on the table firmly.

“Okay. Calm down.”

She nodded to herself like she was conducting an emergency meeting inside her own brain.

Adit might not even be their professor.

Srishti had so many departments and faculty members. He could easily be teaching senior batches or completely different subjects.

And even if he was their professor…

So what?

He was just a random professor she happened to meet yesterday.

That’s all.

Sakshi narrowed her eyes at herself in the mirror.

“Stop behaving like the female lead of your own stories.”

That actually helped a little.

Her heartbeat slowly calmed as she picked up her bag and headed downstairs.

By the time she reached the dining table, her mother was already waiting for breakfast.

“You look unusually thoughtful today,” her mother observed immediately.

Sakshi almost choked on air.

“Do I?”

“Hm.” Her mother placed tea in front of her. “First-day nerves?”

“Probably.”

“That’s normal.”

If only it were that simple.

Sakshi quietly ate breakfast while trying very hard not to think about a certain professor.

Unfortunately…

Her brain betrayed her within thirty seconds.

What if he enters class today?

“No,” she told herself internally. “We are not doing this again.”

Her father noticed her distracted expression and laughed lightly.

“You look like you’re preparing for war instead of college.”

“Honestly,” Sakshi sighed dramatically, “it feels the same.”

A few minutes later, she finally left for campus.

As the car moved through the morning streets, Sakshi watched the city quietly through the window.

The weather was calmer today.

No rain.

No storm.

Yet strangely enough…

Her heart still felt exactly like yesterday’s weather.

As soon as Sakshi reached the institution gates, the familiar chaos of college life surrounded her instantly.

Students hurried across the campus with coffee cups, backpacks, and half-awake expressions. Some looked excited, some terrified, and some already looked emotionally exhausted despite classes not even starting yet.

Sakshi stepped out of the car and adjusted her bag on her shoulder.

“Have a good day,” her father said before driving away.

She nodded with a smile. “You too.”

The moment she turned toward the campus—

“SAAAKSHIII!”

Sakshi didn’t even need to look properly to know who it was.

Meera came rushing toward her dramatically while waving one hand in the air like they hadn’t seen each other in years instead of one night.

“You’re alive,” Meera announced proudly after reaching her.

“Barely.”

Meera immediately narrowed her eyes suspiciously.

“Why do you look calmer today?”

Because Sakshi had spent the entire morning convincing herself not to overthink one specific professor.