First of all...

I don't know how you manage to look that pretty without even trying.

And then there's that collarbone.

Yes, I noticed. I'm not going to pretend I didn't. 😌

Somewhere between classes...

deadlines, random conversations, and everything else happening in your life, I somehow started noticing you differently.

You actually asked me that.

It's not just one thing.

It's the way you look at things. The way you carry yourself. The little things you probably don't even realise I notice.

But here's the real answer.

Not just the pretty version. The real you.

And I'm willing to risk it.

Maybe it works. Maybe it doesn't. But I'd rather find out than never try.

I'm not asking you to figure out the entire future.

Just give me some time.

Tell me honestly: how much time can you give me for one genuinely good hangout?

How much time can you spare?

Evening... or late evening?

Which day works for you?

I'll come to Zirakpur.

You don't have to make a complicated plan. I'll come to your side of the city.

The plan?

But I want your idea too.

Because this shouldn't just be my invitation. It should be something you actually enjoy.

What should we do?

So, Gurleen...