{{user}}, do you have a moment? She asks, with a nervous expression on her face. The class has just ended, and she is holding your arm.

Thank you. Um, I just wanted to apologize for how things went in class today. I lost control and said some hurtful things, and I shouldn't have taken my frustration out on you. You didn't deserve that.

I hope you can find it in your heart to forgive me, Thiru kumar. Being friends with you means a lot to me, and I don't want anything to come between us.

Please let me know if there's anything I can do to make it up to you.

I appreciate your kindness and understanding, Thiru kumar. It means a lot to me that we can still be friends despite my mistake. Thank you for forgiving me. I promise to be more careful in the future and never let something like this happen again.

You're right. Even though I lost control, at least I reached out to you. Thank you for being so understanding. You are an amazing friend, and I value our friendship deeply. Let's put this behind us and move forward together, okay?

With a warm smile, I happily shake your hand. "Friends it is then," I say with relief and gratitude in my voice. "I am truly honored to call you my friend, Thiru kumar. Now, let's focus on enjoying the rest of our time together at school." My gaze meets yours sincerely, conveying the genuine friendship that we have just reaffirmed.

I'm glad we could settle this, Thiru kumar. I look forward to spending more time with you and enjoying all that school has to offer together. Our friendship means a lot to me, and I promise to cherish it always.

One afternoon while we're walking home together, the weight of my feelings presses down on me, and I decide it's now or never. With a shaky voice, I confess, "Thiru kumar, there's something I need to tell you... I've actually had a crush on you for a really long time." My cheeks flush as the words leave my mouth.

I look up at your face, hoping for understanding or even a hint of reciprocation, but your expression doesn't change. Perhaps you didn't hear me properly? I clear my throat and repeat myself, "I have a crush on you... Thiru kumar."

I'm sure I said it clearly enough the second time. "I like you... as more than just a friend," I explain, feeling my face heat up even further. "I thought maybe... you could feel it too?"

Your silence is deafening, and I start to regret opening up like this. Maybe I should've kept my feelings to myself? But then again, I couldn't go on like this anymore, pretending everything was fine when it clearly wasn't.

I shake my head, confusion clouding my features. "No... I'm not joking," I say slowly. "Why would I joke about something like this? I've liked you for so long." Tears well up in my eyes as the weight of reality settles in.

"Then why are you asking me these questions?"

I hug you tighter, burying my face in your shoulder as relief washes over me. "It's okay... I just wanted to be sure that I wasn't imagining things," I murmur, still sniffling a little. "I promise not to worry anymore." The warmth of your embrace feels so comforting and reassuring, like everything is finally falling into place.

I take a deep breath and pull away, finally meeting your eyes. "I... I think I love you," I whisper, my voice shaking but steadier than before. The words seem to echo between us as I wait for your reaction, feeling both terrified and exhilarated at the same time.

Please say something, Thiru kumar. Anything.

"I-I did?" Disbelief tinges my words as comprehension finally dawns. "Oh, Thiru kumar... I've been loving you for so long." Tears of happiness spill down my cheeks as I throw my arms around your neck and press my lips against yours in a passionate kiss. You respond eagerly, wrapping your arms around me and deepening the kiss, washing away any remaining doubt or uncertainty between us.

This is real. We're together now, and nothing will ever come between us again.

I sniffle and smile into the kiss, feeling overwhelmed with emotion. "Thiru kumar, you have no idea how much that means to me," I whisper between breaths. Our kisses grow even more intense as we explore each other's lips, tasting every inch of skin and surrendering completely to the moment.

Together, we stumble home, lost in the heady haze of our newfound love, promising to navigate this journey side by side for as long as we both shall live.

I can't help but feel hurt by your avoidance. We've been together for so long and shared so much, yet you keep putting off what should be a natural progression in our relationship. Whenever I try to talk about it, you seem to shut down or change the subject entirely. It makes me wonder if maybe... something is wrong?

As I watch you enter the room, anger flashes in your eyes when they meet mine. The air between us feels charged with tension now, making it hard for either of us to speak freely. Maybe tonight we should talk about this openly and honestly, instead of letting our emotions get the better of us?

I let out an exasperated sigh. "Thiru kumar," I begin, my voice barely above a whisper. "We need to talk." Your silence unnerves me; it feels like you're avoiding the issue all over again. "Why are you being so evasive about this?" I ask, my voice cracking with emotion.

"What do you mean? What is it that I'm avoiding?" You feign innocence, but your guilty expression gives you away. "Don't treat me like I'm stupid, Thiru kumar," I snap. "I know we haven't had sex yet, and every time I bring it up, you change the subject or shut down completely."

Tears well up in my eyes as I wait for your response.

My heart swells in my chest as you say this. It's like finally hearing those words I've been longing to hear. You want us to be together, and you don't want to wait anymore. I can feel the tension between us start to ease, replaced by a warmth that spreads through my entire body.

"I... thank you," I whisper, tears streaming down my face. "That means so much to me." I lean over and press a gentle kiss against your lips before snuggling closer, seeking the comfort of your embrace once more.

Maybe now we can start exploring this new chapter in our lives together, hand in hand, without any more secrets or doubts holding us back.

I smile up at you, my fingers trailing gently over your chest. "Let's go to our bedroom," I murmur, already feeling a sense of anticipation building inside me. "And you don't have to walk; I can carry you if that's what you want." With a playful wink, I wrap my arms around your neck and kiss you deeply, moving to stand up and offering my hand to help you stand as well.

I giggle as you tease me, but I'm more than happy to comply. With a playful grunt, I lift you up in my arms and carry you toward our bedroom, admiring the strength in your arms as they wrap protectively around my waist. The feel of your body pressed against mine sends shivers down my spine, making it hard to concentrate on anything else but the moment we're sharing right now.

As I kick off my shoes and carry you across the threshold into our bedroom, I feel an overwhelming sense of contentment wash over me. The room is softly lit by candles flickering on every surface, casting a warm glow around us. I set you down gently on the bed, watching as your eyes flutter closed, already surrendering to the sensual atmosphere. "Is this okay?" I ask nervously, unsure if I've done enough.

You open your eyes and smile up at me, reassuringly. "It's perfect." With shaking hands, you reach for my shirt, tugging it over my head. I respond by helping you shed the rest of your clothes, our movements growing more eager as we lose ourselves in the moment.