The lover in me

Reserved for the one who deserves

Juvia's pov: 

It has been a month now, a month full of torture, atleast to me that is. When you don't have any interest but you are forced to do something like this, it will feel like torture. You can tell me "why don't i just quit it if i hate it so much?".  I can not quit like that because if i do, father will have a dramatic heart attack. Why dramatic? My father watched to many dramatic films which teaches it's viewers that you must control your children or it will be a disaster, they won't survive, yada yada yada!

And if father gets a dramatic heart attack, my mother will be next in line. Then everyone will say how ungrateful i am, how could i do this to my father, how could i break his dream to make me a doctor. 

I have nothing against doctors, it is really a good profession. But the problem is my father is obsessed with it. So yeah i hate being here.

" I love machines but i was forced to marry an animal" 

That's what i said to myself. 

So, here i am, after the tutorial class, me and my female friend were running to reach lecture hall. We were hungry too. So we bought a snack on the way called "jhal muri". It's a famous local food, you can find it in Bangladesh and India.

Meet my female friend. Her name is Nova, she is the same age as me, she is an inch taller than me, she has curly black hair that passes her shoulders, brown eyes, soft looking bright skin, thin pink lips, she wears glasses, overall, she looks pretty. She has good IQ and she is one of my most trusted friend.

Back to present, we were speed walking and eating at tha same time,  yeah i know, it’s not healthy, but we have no choice, we have to reach in time before tha class starts or else the teacher will go nuts. Trust me, the teachers in this college really has anger issues. They can fail a student as a revenge. If you argue, man, you are in deep s**t. (Perdon my language). So we are told to treat the teachers as GOD. And this is another reason why i hate it here. 

Another thing is the class schedule sucks. Unhealthy schedule that gives not enough breaks for the students to eat something. As a result, many students don’t eat any tiffin for 16 hours and many gets sick.

We were eating food in the lift. When we reached the top floor, the door opened, and i saw a guy. He's a senior. He was wearing a black shirt, he was worried or thinking about something as he was brushing his hair with his fingers. He was looking downward on the floor. The sunlight coming from the window beside him made him look like a character that came out of a book. His hair looked red and orange. We were in a hurry so we had to leave. I wanted to know more about that guy. 

I wasn’t focused on the lecture today. I kept thinking about the way he looked. I did some research on social media. I found his id. How? I found that he sent me a friend request two weeks ago. I accepted his request to do further research. 

I checked his id. He posted his pictures mostly with dramatic captions. One of the caption was like this- 

"Reserved for the one who deserves". 

My inner dialogue was - "woah, what a dialogue! Let's see if you really act as you speak. We all know, actions speak louder"

In that same night, this guy knocked on my inbox. I haven’t given his name yet. Well his name is "ian". He talked like a normal person. He asked me about myself, which batch, how am i doing in this college, how are the teachers etc. The few weeks was like that.

Another day, i was talking with my school friend,  her name is Levy. She is both an anime lover and a kpop fan. While talking she asked me if i was seeing any guy. I told her i am checking a guy for few weeks, trying to realise if he is good for me. Levy said, " oh really! Show me then".

I showed her his id and what did she say? Levy said, "He looks good but he is a fuckboy". I laughed. Then i asked her how did she know if he is a fuckboy. Levy said, " trust me honey, i know a fuckboy when i see a fuckboy. I would suggest you to be careful about him".

I said, "Don't worry, i will be careful ".

Then levy said, " what about Ace?" 

I said, "Ace, yes i still like him. But i don’t think it will really happen. He is away, he doesn’t know about my feelings, i don’t know if he sees my like that and also there is my brother who is over protective. So i am keeping it in 'pause' mode for now".

Levy said, " okay, whatever makes you happy". 

Then we talked about other things.   

A few more days passed by. One night at midnight. Ian asked me for my phone number to talk with me on w******p. Normally i reject this kind of stuffs. But one, i am trying to figure him out, two, he is a senior. Offending a senior is a crime. I gave him my number. Then he wanted to call me. That i rejected. I don’t like talking on phone, i have my reasons like...

1. It’s midnight! I should be sleeping now.

2. He is not my boyfriend or husband. 

3. Since he is not my husband, he may become someone else's husband. I know, you can say, "what if he becomes your husband in the future?". I will say, " i will see it in the future".

4. I don’t know what to talk about. 

5. No offence but, boys flirt when they are horney and it mostly occurs after midnight and i don’t want to be a part of it. He is not my husband, that's why.

6. Talking too much on phone makes my cheek and ears hot and gives me a light headache.

So i rejected him. I didn't want to talk with him.    

After that day, i saw a new side of this guy who claimed that he is reserving himself for the one who deserves.