This is my personal story, the story from my past, the dark past I left behind. 

                     CHAPTER 1

It all started when I was preparing for my JEE in 2016. I recently shifted to a new school. A new place with new faces and new people. It was difficult at first but later I made friends and life became easy. I also started going for coaching to prepare for my JEE. 

Every day became pretty predictive and boring. But then came a new girl to my batch in my coaching, she got shifted from another batch. She was lean with average height, the girl with a high puff and ponytail, no body could guess if she was good in studies. On her very first day she sat with me. It was our Maths class and she solved questions quickly. I got really impressed from her brains and decided to be friends with her, as could be a great help in studies. Days passed on and we became good friends and with time we became best of friends. 

After a few days, i got to know that she will be traveling with me in my van only, which used to pick and drop me from my house to coaching. Everything lined up as if it was meant to be, first coming into my class then my van. By this me and that girl, let's call her KG, we started spending almost 6 hours a day together.

We started sharing everything, from our crushes to our school syllabus to what we had and if we will come to coaching the next day, each and every thing. Some months passed by without any trouble. But then I started noticing a boy of my class. He was always late and came after 4pm every day. Every teacher used to scold him for that and I used to feel pity for him. And out of no where i started developing something for him, like a soft corner. We never talked till now.

Suddenly one day, he sent me a friend request on a social media platform. I became happy obviously and we started talking. By that time i didn't have my own phone so i used to take my mom's phone to open my social media and talk to him. Let's call him MM. MM was lean with average height. I could never imagine that a girl like me could ever like a boy like him. But destiny happens. Never mind.

Gradually we all made more friends and became a group of six, three girls and three boys. Then after a few days, KG started liking someone from our group. Let's call him VG. VG was tall, over 6 feet, but lean. He had a French beard and used to come to coaching on his bike. VG was MM's friend and we got to know VG from MM.