The Girl Who Borrowed My Pen

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Episode 2 – “He Planned It”

Lara stared at the message for a full minute before replying. Lara: I didn’t steal it. I borrowed it. Unknown: Borrowing requires permission. Lara: You handed it to me. Unknown: Exactly. Her lips curved before she could stop herself. Lara: Fine. Coffee. Tomorrow. Unknown: I’ll pick you up. 4pm. Faculty gate. Pick her up? Who does he think he is? But at exactly 3:58pm the next day, he was there. Black hoodie. Calm expression. Phone in hand. Waiting. For her. And the way his eyes softened when she walked toward him? Dangerous. “Hi,” she said, pretending to be unaffected. “You kept my pen,” he replied. “You offered coffee.” A small smile tugged at his lips. Not wide. Not dramatic. Just for her. They walked to a small café just outside campus. He pulled out the chair for her. She noticed. He noticed that she noticed. “So,” she said, stirring her drink, “do you do this often?” “Do what?” “Give girls your lucky pen.” He leaned back slightly. “I don’t.” “Then why me?” He didn’t answer immediately. Instead, he studied her face like he was memorizing it. “I’ve been watching you for weeks.” Her heart stopped. “What?” “You sit in the third row. Left side. You always tap your pen three times before you start writing. And when you’re confused, you bite your lower lip.” Her cheeks burned. “How do you—” “You hum when you read. Very softly. Most people wouldn’t notice.” Silence. The air changed. This wasn’t random. This wasn’t coincidence. This was intentional. “You’re… observant,” she whispered. He shook his head slightly. “I just pay attention.” “And why do you pay attention to me?” This time, his voice dropped. “Because I like you.” Not dramatic. Not loud. Just honest. Soft. Certain. And that scared her more than anything. Because what happens when someone has been quietly choosing you… long before you noticed them

Watch out for part 3 🌚